“Of course! Why, we really made it up last winter; didn’t we?” laughed Heavy.
“But we didn’t know whether we could go or not then,” Ruth Fielding said.
“You didn’t know whether I could go, I suppose you mean?” suggested Helen.
“Why–not particularly,” responded Ruth, in some wonder at her chum’s tone. “I supposed you and Tom would go. Your father so seldom refuses you anything.”
“Oh!”
“I didn’t know how Uncle Jabez would look at it,” pursued Ruth. “But I wrote him a while ago and told him you and Mercy were going to accept Jennie’s invite, and he said I could go to Lighthouse Point, too.”
“Oh!” said Helen again. “You didn’t wait until I joined the S. B.’s, then, to decide whether you would accept Heavy’s invitation, or not?”
“Of course not!”
“How ridiculous!” cried Heavy.
“Well, it’s to be a Sweetbriar frolic; isn’t it, Heavy?” asked Helen, calmly.