As for Molly, she was as happy as a bird in these pleasant surroundings,
and danced about the house all day long; now concocting some delicate
dish in the kitchen, under the supervision of Hetty, the cook, who had
taken a great fancy to her; now taking an old dress or bonnet of Sara's,
and, by a dexterous touch here, or a perked-up bow of fresh ribbon
there, giving it an altogether new and elegant appearance; or else
feeding the birds, or lounging in the hammock, chattering with a group
of girls,--always busy, happy, and useful, if her studies were quite
forgotten.
For Molly was as domestic as Sara was bookish, and relieved the latter
now of so many little cares, that she found much more time to devote to
her writing, especially as her duties at the museum were merely nominal
during the professor's absence, chiefly attending to the specimens he
occasionally sent on, and forwarding such of his correspondence as she
was not empowered to dispose of herself.
To Sara the most attractive room in the house was the library, and she
passed some of the happiest hours of her life in its quiet recesses.
Here, every bit of wall-space, half way to the ceiling upon three sides,
was given over to books; while the fourth, that opposite the door,
contained a most artistic fireplace, above which, in lieu of the
sometime mirror, the chimney had been divided to insert a window, one
perfect sheet of plate glass, almost as clear as the ether itself
through which was a delightful vista of green mingled with the vivid
glow of blossoms.
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