"And you will not be afraid?"
"Not in the least. We'll have Bubbles, you know, and she can run awfully fast, if we get ill, and want the doctor," replied Dimple, cheerfully.
"I hope no such effort will be needed on Bubbles' part. You must not turn the house upside down, nor empty all the trunks and chests upon the floor of the attic."
"Now, mamma," exclaimed Dimple, reproachfully, "why do you remind us of that?"
Mrs. Dallas laughed at the woe-begone tone.
"That you may remember not to do it again," she replied; then she added, "Well, I'll think about it a little longer. I promised to let Mrs. Hardy know this afternoon. Now run along and let me think."
"You will tell us as soon as you make up your mind," said Dimple, as she left the room with Florence.
"Yes, yes; don't keep me any longer from my 'think.'"
"Don't you hope she will go?" asked Florence. "I think it would be lots of fun to have the house all to ourselves for a whole day. What shall we do, Dimple?"
"Oh, there will be lots to do," replied Dimple, importantly. "There will be the beds to make, and the house to put in order, and dinner to get. Oh, Florence! What shall we have for dinner? What should you like?"