"We want Charles to go to singing-school with us next Saturday. Mr. Bradbury said we might ask all the nice children we knew."
Hanny had crossed the Rubicon in a very lady-like manner.
Mr. Reed laughed pleasantly, but they knew he was not making fun of them.
"Why, yes; I haven't any objection. It will be as his mother says."
They all looked blank, disappointed.
"If you would say it," pleaded Josie. "Then we should be sure."
"Well, I will say it. He shall go next Saturday. He has a nice voice, and there is no reason why he should not be singing with the rest of you."
"Oh, thank you a thousand times."
"It's hardly worth that." Mr. Reed was a little nettled. Had Charles put them up to this?
They were at the corner and turned down their side of the street, nodding gayly.