"Wait a moment, dear." And Edna was obliged to be patient till the last line was reached.
"Oh, Mother," said the child pleadingly, "you are going to let me go, aren't you?"
"Why, dearie, I shall have to think about it a little. I can't say just on the instant, and I shall have to see what your father thinks about it."
"But, Mother, won't you say that maybe I can? That will be better than nothing at all."
Mrs. Conway smiled. "I think I can venture to say that much or even a little more. I can say that I should like very much to have you go."
"Goody! Goody!" cried Edna clapping her hands. "That is almost as if you said I really could. I had [15]a letter from Jennie, Mother, and she is just crazy for us to come. You know Dorothy is invited, too. Would you like to see Jennie's letter?"
"Very much."
Edna promptly handed over the blue envelope, and was not disappointed to have her mother say, "That is a very nice cordial letter, Edna, and I am sure the invitation shows that both Mrs. Ramsey and Jennie really want you. I will talk it over with your father this evening. Now run along, and don't exercise too vigorously this warm day, and don't forget what I said about being in the sun." She returned to her letters and Edna with Dorothy left the room.
"Now we must go to my mother," declared Dorothy.
"Yes, but we must walk slowly and I think we had better take an umbrella," returned Edna, fresh from her mother's advice.