Katy was pleased when Mr. Page said this, but Lilly shrugged her shoulders and looked cross.
"Papa is so democratic," she whispered to Clover, "he don't care a bit who people are, so long as they are respectable and clever."
"Well, why should he?" replied Clover. Lilly was more disgusted than ever.
Ashburn was a large and prosperous town. It was built on the slopes of a picturesque hill, and shaded with fine elms. As they drove through the streets, Katy and Clover caught glimpses of conservatories and shrubberies and beautiful houses with bay-windows and piazzas.
"That's ours," said Lilly, as the carriage turned in at a gate. It stopped, and Mr. Page jumped out.
"Here we are," he said. "Gently, Lilly, you'll hurt yourself. Well, my dears, we're very glad to see you in our home at last."
This was kind and comfortable, and the girls were glad of it, for the size and splendor of the house quite dazzled and made them shy. They had never seen any thing like it before. The hall had a marble floor, and busts and statues. Large
