CHAPTER XII
GYP RUNS AWAY
Polly stood on the little bridge and watched Lena until, at the opening
between the trees, she turned and waved her hand, and then ran out upon
the road.
"I'll find Sir Mortimer, and tell him Rose is coming to see us soon,"
she said.
She ran along the path, out onto the avenue, then up the broad driveway
of Sherwood Hall.
As she passed the holly-hocks, she saw the big cat lying in front of
them, basking in the sun.
"Oh, Mortimer darling, you'll tan in that hot sun," she said, "but she
sat down beside him, as if the sun would have no effect upon her.
"See this letter?" she said, as she showed him the little envelope. Of
course, Sir Mortimer promptly smelt of it.
"Oh, you don't need to see it so CLOSE, dear," said Polly, "you can
surely look at it without putting your nose on it."
He stretched out his soft paw, and caught at the envelope, as if to play
with it.
"Now, Mortimer, 't isn't any use for you to take the letter, because you
know, dear, you couldn't read it, but I'll tell you the best thing in
it, if you'll listen."
The big cat stared at her and blinked.
"Rose is coming to see us, and Mortimer, when I say US, that means you
and me. Of course she wants to see her Aunt Judith, and everyone in this
town, but MOST she really wants to see us, that TRULY is you and me.
Aren't you glad?"
He arched his neck, and rubbed against her, purring as if to show his
delight with the news she had told him.
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