“She mustn’t be disturbed,” he said thoughtfully. “If she wakes up before ten we’ll go out then.”
She awoke about nine, and when she opened her eyes the first thing that she saw was Janice, sitting near by.
“I feel real good,” said Aunt Mary.
“I’m so glad,” yelled Janice, and smiled, too.
The old lady sat up.
“I believe I could have gone out, after all,” she said. “Only I don’t want to take dinner anywhere.”
Then she paused and reflected. It was surprising how good she felt and how she did want to make Jack happy. “After all boys will be boys,” she thought, tenderly, “an’ I ain’t but seventy, so I don’t see why I shouldn’t go out with him if he wants to. I’m a great believer in doin’ what you want to—I mean, in doin’ what other folks want you to. At any rate I’m a great believer in it sometimes. To-day—this time.”
“Your nephew is waiting,” the maid howled. “Shall I tell him you want to go after all?”
“Is it late?” the old lady inquired.
“Oh, dear, no!”