A few moments and Sallie set to work again.

She soon had the bundle ready, brought Susan's hat, put it on.
"It's so hot, I reckon you'll carry your jacket.

I ain't seen as pretty a blue dress as this--yet it's plain-like, too." She went to the top of the stairs.

"She wants to go, Jeb," she called loudly.

"You'd better get the sulky ready." The answer from below was the heavy thump of Jeb's boots on the oilcloth covering of the hall floor.