CHAPTER III
AN ENTERTAINMENT
MRS. PAXTON had laughed at what she chose to call the "funny" antics of Floretta and Jack, but in truth, she had been very angry.
She swept from the piazza, Floretta, firmly grasped, walking beside her. Jack Tiverton's mother took him to her room, where she could talk to him, without fear of interruption.
Floretta sat on a low divan, sullen and obstinate.
For twenty minutes she had listened, while her mother had told what a disrespectful thing she had done.
"I don't see how it was not respectful," grumbled Floretta, "we were just having a little fun."
"And it was fun at my expense," said Mrs. Paxton. "I was annoyed, just when I was making plans for a fine entertainment, to have you and that boy parade out on to the piazza with those old corn-cobs, singing, or rather howling, like young savages!"
This, and much more Floretta was forced to listen to, but during the remainder of the scolding, she did not speak, or reply in any way.
She was still very sullen when her mother left the room, and no one saw her until she appeared in the dining-room at dinner.