Room 203: Tea Party

[avonlea_girl]

The plates are set, the tea is steeping, and after a flurry of clearing and rearranging this morning, there is a pleasant little table set in the room, with four white chairs around it.

The pies are on the windowsill, mouthwaterly fragrant.

All in all, it looks to be a lovely tea.

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[kitchen_maid]

At 3:30, Amy rushes in, a few bits of hay still clinging to her skirt. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, I just lost track of time."

[avonlea_girl]

Anne looks up from where she's neatening the beds with a cheerful smile.

"Please, don't apologize! Did you have a nice day with Caspian?"

[kitchen_maid]

"I did," says Amy. A bright grin. "He ate."

She straightens the papers on Anne's desk absently.

[avonlea_girl]

"Oh, I'm so glad," she says, and comes over to the desk as well, carefully placing a circlet of (still fresh) white flowers next to the bunch of dried, bright blue flowers in a neat vase.

"I spoke to Gil, and he'll be along in a half hour or so."