But Rose hushed the noise by slipping into the circle, and making them dance prettily like lads and lasses round a May-pole; while Phebe, coming in with fresh water for the flowers, began to twitter, chirp, and coo, as if all the birds of the air had come to join in the spring revel of the eight cousins.
For the sequel, see "The Rose in Bloom." End of The Project Gutenberg Etext Eight Cousins, by Louisa M. Alcott