On the Makaloa Mat/Island Tales
The children flooded about Aunt Bella like a rising tide and were capaciously hugged and kissed ere they departed with their nurses to the swimming beach.
"I thought I'd run out to the beach for several days--the trades had stopped blowing," Martha explained.
"You've been here two weeks already," Bella smiled fondly at her younger sister. "Brother Edward told me. He met me at the steamer and insisted on running me out first of all to see Louise and Dorothy and that first grandchild of his. He's as mad as a silly hatter about it."
"Mercy!" Martha exclaimed. "Two weeks! I had not thought it that long."
"Where's Annie?--and Margaret?" Bella asked.
Martha shrugged her voluminous shoulders with voluminous and forgiving affecti