And you promised me--" "Yes, I know, but--" "Well, then, be sensible, dear.

We shall have tea in here." Then seeing the real distress on the timid old face, the girl's mood softened.

"No, we shan't," she declared gaily.

"We'll have it as usual in the dining room.

You will fix the pepper-grass and I shall set the table." But the end of Aunt Amy's vagaries was not yet.