"
"I am more than willing to make the addition, mother, and hope it
will be many years before I am obliged to shorten it."
When they reached Vertano but three days remained before the
departure of Mr. Wallingford and his orchestra for Paris, but during
that time there were drives through the beautiful country, boat rides
upon the lake, rehearsals by the orchestra and the performance of an
operetta written by Mr. Wallingford in which he, his wife, and seven
children took part.
"Shall we go to Paris?" asked Alice.
"Certainly," said Quincy. "We owe Mr. Wallingford the return courtesy
of our attendance at his six concerts."
The trip across the channel did not possess so many terrors for Alice
with her husband and son for company, but she was glad when they
stepped upon land at Dover.
"I shall never love the water," she said.
They reached London in the afternoon too late to take the train for
Heathfield in which town Fernborough Hall was situated. A telegram
was sent to Aunt Ella informing her of their safe arrival in London,
and that they would be with her the next day.
"What can I do to amuse you this evening, Alice?"
"Sit down and let me look at you, I have so much time to make up."
"They give _Martha_ at the opera to-night--it is my favourite--full
of the sweetest melodies in which I substitute Alice for Martha.
Quincy and Tom would like to go, and I have another reason which I
will tell you after the first act.
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