"It must be a patent attachment then," laughed Kitty, "—something that keeps Sarah on!"
"Grandmother will have to go in the buckboard—Uncle Joe's going to drive and—" Blue Bonnet did some hasty calculating, "I had better stay with Grandmother—it's smoother riding with two in a seat. Firefly will hate being led, but I reckon some disciplining won't hurt him."
They were up before dawn in order to complete the first stage of the journey before noon. As they gathered about the lamp-lighted table for breakfast, yawning and rubbing their eyes, Blue Bonnet gave an amused laugh.
| "'In summer I get up at night |
| And dress by yellow candle-light.'" |
she quoted.
"I think it would have been a good plan to have had breakfast before we went to bed," said Sarah. "Thank you, Mrs. Clyde, I will take coffee, I think it will wake me up."
"Never mind," said Blue Bonnet. "You can just alter the lines a bit—
| "'In camp it's quite the other way, |
| We'll all go straight to bed by day'— |
and make up for the loss of our beauty sleep. And you'll see something worth getting up for later. Sunrise on the prairie, Kitty, makes the Massachusetts article look like your pink lawn when it came back from the wash."
They were several miles from the ranch when Uncle Joe raised his quirt and pointed to the east. "There she comes!" he warned.