"Yes."
"Is Nannie?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I'm so glad Nannie's going," cried one voice and another. "Yes, I'm so glad."
"I don't see," said Belle to herself, "why they should be so glad Nannie is going. They don't seem to care about me at all."
With rather a cross tone of voice, she called to Nannie to make haste and get ready.
Just as they were starting, Charlie came in, and seeing Nannie with her bonnet on, he called out:—
"O Nannie, where are you going? I want you to show me the pictures in your new book."
"I can't this afternoon, Charlie; I'm going into the woods."
"Oh, pshaw!" said Charlie; "I like so much better when you're at home."