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CHAPTER XVIII
Love-in-a-Mist
The next event of any special importance in the Ramsays' world was
Mavis's birthday. She was seventeen now, and was so much taller and
stronger since she had come to live in Devonshire that her mother
declared their old friends in the north would hardly know her. She was
still more fragile-looking than Merle, but her attacks of bronchitis were
luckily things of the past, and she was rapidly outgrowing all her former
delicacy. Many things which had been prohibited before were allowed her
now, and her father's present was a new bicycle and the permission to
ride it. Her mother gave her a sketching easel and Merle a camp-stool,
for painting was at present her favourite hobby, and Uncle David and Aunt
Nellie were lavish in books and music. From Bevis arrived a wooden box
containing a kittiwake, which he had stuffed himself, with wings
outspread. There was a hook in its back so that it could be suspended by
a piece of thread from the ceiling to look as if it were flying.
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