Averil did not appear again that evening—she had a headache, and remained in her own room.
She stood motionless, entranced, without noticing that Averil was standing just behind her.
"There is no comfort like it," returned Averil, in her sweet, clear voice.
Averil has never grown properly, but she is the nicest little person in the world when you come to know her.
Rodney laughed and shrugged his shoulders, but Averil seemed uneasy and preoccupied.
