ore her marriage as "the pretty Miss Calthorpe?"
"This is very nice, you know, Vixen," said Roderick critically, as Titmouse made a greedy snap at an apple, and was repulsed with a gentle pat on his nose, "but it can't go on for ever. What'll you do when you are grown up?"
"Have a horse instead of a pony," answered Vixen unhesitatingly.
"And will that be all the difference?"
"I don't see what other difference there can be. I shall always love papa, I shall always love hunting, I shall always love mamma--as much as she'll let me. I shall always have a corner in my heart for deal old Crokey; and, perhaps," looking at him mischievously, "even an odd corner for you. What difference can a few more birthdays make in me? I shall be too big for Titmouse, that's the only misfortune; but I shall always keep him for my pet, and I'll have a basket-carriage and drive him when I go to see my poor people. Sitting behind a pony is an awful bore when one's natural place is on his back, but I'd soon
The story of Violet (a.k.a. Vixen) during 5 years of her life as she grows and copes with loss. A great read.