[...] I want a drink of water awfully, said John. Do you suppose it's much farther? How long will it be before we get to Mrs. Worrett's, Alexander?'Most there, miss, replied Alexander, laconically. Elsie put her head out of the carriage, and looked eagerly round. Where was the delightful farm? She saw a big, pumpkin-colored house by the roadside, a little farther on; but surely that couldn't be it. Yes: Alexander drew up at the gate, and jumped down to lift. them out. It really was! The surprise quite took away her breath. She looked about. There were the woods, to be sure, but half a mile away across the fields. Near the house, there were trees at all; only some lilac bushes at one side; there was green grass either. A gravel path took up the whole of the narrow front yard; and, what with the blazing color of the paint and the wide-awake look of the blindless windows, the house had somehow the air of[...].