“It will be nearer the street, so I will bring my things down here,” she said.
She seemed very nervous, but Katie thought it was because of her trip.
“Don’t worry, Miss Clematis,” she said. “Jerry will soon be here.”
“I know it.” Clematis looked around. Then she slipped out of her chair and went up to Katie.
She whispered a minute in her friendly ear.
“Oh, now dearie, I wouldn’t be doing that.”
Katie put her hand on the little girl’s cheek, and shook her head. “I don’t think they would like it.”
But Clematis was very serious. The tears came into her eyes as she whispered again.
“Oh, please, please! I don’t know what might happen.”
“Well, then,” answered Katie, “what I don’t see, I don’t know about. I’m going upstairs a minute. Be quick now.”