But Violet and Rose were both in bed, although they had pleaded very hard indeed to be let stay up, and Mrs Starling was not considered well enough to be disturbed by Robina that evening. Robina's father was not at home, and there was no one, therefore, to welcome the little girl except Aunt Felicia. "It is dull," thought Robina. "I am glad that I am going to Sunshine Lodge in a fortnight: I wonder if the invitation has come yet. How jolly we shall all be when we are there! If mother were really glad to see me, and if Rose and Violet were up, I should be a very happy girl this evening; but as it is--" Robina entered her rather bare and decidedly ugly bedroom, tossed her hat on the bed, went to the small cracked looking-glass in order to see how to put her thick hair straight, and then was preparing to run downstairs again, when she saw the nursery room door very softly opened, and a little figure peeped out. "I am in my nighty, and so is Rose; but we're both 'ide awake," said Violet's voice. "Oo's come back, Wobbin. Come and kiss us; do, do!" "Oh, you darlings! you pets!" said Robina. She went noisily into the nursery, and alack! and alas! the next minute the door slammed after her. Violet's little rosy face turned pale, and the real Rose began to cry. "Aunt Felice will come up and scold!" said Violet. "Oh, put us into bed, do! and don't go away--please, please, Wobina!" "No, I won't," said Robina. "I don't mind a bit whether I'm scolded or not. Of course, I didn't mean to slam the door. You little darlings, both of you! You sweet pets! Here I am back again, and won't we have good times! I have some chocolates for you in a corner of my school trunk: I bought it out of the savings of my pocket-money; and it is right good, I can tell you." "All keemy in middle?" enquired Rose, in a voice of great eagerness. "Yes," said Robina, "and browny outside." "Can't us have some now?" asked Violet. "I will try," said Robina. "You lie quite still, and pretend to be asleep, and I'll bring you some in a minute or two. Aunt Felice couldn't have heard the door slam, or she would be up here on the landing by now. Oh dear! oh dear! I'll creep out ever so quietly. Now, mum's the word. Stay as still as mice, you two, until I return." Two eager pairs of eyes in the midst of two small wide awake faces followed Robina as she went to the nursery door. She opened it softly, and shut it behind her. In a minute or two, she was back with the chocolates, and each little child was made intensely happy. Robina promised all sorts of good things on the morrow--pick-a-back was one; and oh! there was a wonderful secret: something amazing was going to happen: for of course Robina knew well that the pony with the side-saddle and the habit would arrive early the next day. He could not be objected to, for part of the prize was that all his expenses were to be paid.