Dan was full of a wild idea that we should all meet them at the gate , armed with cowbells and tin-pans , and `` charivari '' them up the lane . Peter sided with him , but the rest of us voted down the suggestion . `` Do you want Dr. Seton to think we are a pack of wild Indians ? '' asked Felicity severely . `` A nice opinion he 'd have of our manners ! '' `` Well , it 's the only chance we 'll have to chivaree them , '' grumbled Dan . `` Aunt Olivia would n't mind . SHE can take a joke . '' `` Ma would kill you if you did such a thing , '' warned Felicity . `` Dr. Seton lives in Halifax and they NEVER chivaree people there . He would think it very vulgar . '' `` Then he should have stayed in Halifax and got married there , '' retorted Dan , sulkily . We were very curious to see our uncle-elect . When he came and Uncle Alec took him into the parlour , we were all crowded into the dark corner behind the stairs to peep at him . Then we fled to the moonlight world outside and discussed him at the dairy . `` He 's bald , '' said Cecily disappointedly . `` And RATHER short and stout , '' said Felicity . `` He 's forty , if he 's a day , '' said Dan . `` Never you mind , '' cried the Story Girl loyally , `` Aunt Olivia loves him with all her heart . '' `` And more than that , he 's got lots of money , '' added Felicity .
`` Well , he may be all right , '' said XXXXX , `` but it 's my opinion that your Aunt Olivia could have done just as well on the Island . ''
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