“Why–what’s the matter, child?” demanded the older sister, anxiously.
“Nothing. Only I want to go.”
“We-ell–if you must—”
“Don’t say anything more, but come on,” commanded ’Phemie.
They arose together and tiptoed out. If Sairy saw them she made no sign, nor did anybody bar their escape.
Lucas had got his team into the road. “Here ye be!” he said, cheerfully.
“But–but how about Sairy?” cried the puzzled Lyddy.
“Oh, she’ll ride home with the school teacher,” declared Lucas, chuckling.
“But I really am surprised at you, ’Phemie,” said the older sister. “It seems rather discourteous to leave before the entertainment was over–unless you are ill?”
“I’m sorry,” said the younger girl, demurely. “But I got so nervous.”