"Ah!" said Mrs. Page, shaking her head, "it takes time to shake off home habits, and to learn to get along with young people after living with older ones and catching their ways. You'll like it better as you go on."
Katy privately doubted whether this was true, but she did not say so. Pretty soon Lilly offered to show them upstairs to their room. She took them first into three large and elegant chambers, which she explained were kept for grand company, and then into a much smaller one in a wing.
"Mother always puts my friends in here," she remarked: "she says it's plenty good enough for school-girls to thrash about in!"
"What does she mean?" cried Clover, indignantly, as Lilly closed the door. "We don't thrash!"
"I can't imagine," answered Katy, who was vexed too. But pretty soon she began to laugh.
"People are so funny!" she said. "Never mind, Clovy, this room is good enough, I'm sure."
"Must we unpack, or will it do to go down in our alpacas?" asked Clover.
"I don't know," replied Katy, in a doubtful
