Prudy would think I had a little temper at Horace just now; I wonder if he did.

I will show him I am sorry; for he _is_ a good boy, and a great deal more 'style' and polite than Percy." "What makes our little darling look so dismal ?" said Cassy, taking a seat beside Dotty Dimple.
"O, I was thinking a great _many_ things! I'm so far off, Cassy! When I think of that, I want to scream right out.

Prudy's at home, and I'm here! I don't want to be so far off".
"But only think, dear, how much you will have to tell when you get home; and in such a little while too." Dotty was instantly consoled, for a crowd of recollections rushed into her mind of wonderful events which had occurred since she parted from Prudy.

The "far off" feeling left her as she thought of the stories she should have to tell to admiring listeners one of these days.
When it was time for dinner, Mrs.Clifford spread a table-cloth on the ground, and covered it with the nice food she had brought.

It was a delightful entertainment.