"I do not believe Kathie desired any extra indulgence to-night because she gave up hers last evening," exclaimed Uncle Robert, with that namelessly appreciative light in his eyes.
"O no, do not think that of me, mamma, only I should like to go to-night. All the girls are to be there."
"Three nights' dissipation in succession is rather too much for a little girl, unless there was an urgent necessity. You will enjoy Wednesday evening all the better for having had a rest."
Kathie entreated no further, but it was a great disappointment, the more so because it had come so unexpectedly. And it seemed to her that she felt rested and bright enough to keep awake until midnight. She had studied all her lessons too.
However, she kissed her mother cheerfully. Aunt Ruth was tired, and did not mean to go either.
"You might put me to bed," exclaimed Freddy, lingering in the sitting-room.
Kathie somehow could not feel generous all at once. The idea of nursing her disappointment awhile looked rather tempting.
"Why, I never do it now," she answered.
"No, you don't,"—considerably aggrieved. "Nor ever tell me stories, either! And it's so lonesome since Rob went to school."