"Yes; Aunt Sally is sick this morning, and it can't wait."
Jack disappeared, leaving Celia to her gloomy thoughts, but ten minutes
had not passed before he was back again, accompanied by the other Arden
Foresters.
"We have come to help," they announced.
For a moment Celia was annoyed. She had made up her mind to be a martyr
and did not care to be disturbed.
"Indeed, you can't," she said. "I am very much obliged, but you would
stain yourselves, and--"
"Give us some aprons," interrupted Belle. "Mother lets us help her."