"I reckon the girls had better go to your room, Grandmother,—it's about the only place where they can be quiet. Benita is putting two cots in the nursery, but it's never quiet in there till we're all asleep."
Ruth rose regretfully, "I'll go rest if I must. But I hate to miss anything that's going on. If you only knew how deadly dull it has been in Woodford! I think the inhabitants have learned to appreciate the We are Sevens, for the place has seemed empty without them. And everybody wants to know when the Texas Blue Bonnet is coming back."
They all looked towards Blue Bonnet. "I—why—there's Uncle Cliff looking for me," she said, and left the room precipitately.
"Blue Bonnet's usual way of avoiding an answer," thought Kitty.
"When does the Fall term of school begin?" asked Sarah.
"The tenth of September,—and that means we must leave here about the third," said Susy. "Only two weeks of this for us, girls!"
"We'll see that they are two busy weeks," Kitty promised.
Blue Bonnet drew Uncle Cliff into a secluded spot on the side veranda. "You just saved my life, Uncle Cliff."
"Were you being talked to death, Honey?"
"No,—but I just escaped a pitfall. People do ask the most—uncomfortable questions."