“But you will be there, and so will John, and—Fidgetty Lou.”
“Why, what do you mean, Alison?” said Christine in surprise.
“Fidgetty Lou declares she is going if you do.”
“But we can’t take her.”
“She says she is going,” repeated Alison. “I think that is a great inducement. No one makes better biscuits and flapjacks. She will be a great addition to our household, I think.”
“But if we do not take her how will she ever get there?”
“She says she can find a way, and she says furthermore that she has worked all these years for nothing but her board and clothes, so she doesn’t see why she cannot do it a while longer, if she chooses to.”
“John will never consent to taking all three of us; he will be delighted if you go, but Fidgetty Lou——” She shook her head, and Alison laughed.
“Settle it between you,” she said. “I am going, anyhow, for if Fidgetty Lou has the courage to face the uncertainty of pioneer life, why should not I? Especially since my nearest and dearest will be with me. Fidgetty Lou has no such tugging at her heart-strings.”
“It will be a blow to Aunt Miranda to lose you both.”