“In August I’ll be on the ranch—and there’ll be something doing there. There’s some good in having a birthday on the Blue Bonnet Ranch.”
“Aunt Huldah”—Amanda looked still more important—“says I may bring a party out there for supper and—”
Kitty came nearer; “‘Codlin’s your friend!’ And look here,” she turned to the others, “we’ll appoint a body-guard right now to see that Blue Bonnet doesn’t pay any visits to the Poor Farm between now and a week from Saturday.”
“I’ve never been there but that once!” Blue Bonnet protested.
“That’s not saying you wouldn’t go again if the fancy seized you,” Kitty rejoined.
“I wish you would listen,” Amanda objected; “I thought I’d ask you girls—”
“If you didn’t some of us would be asking the reason why,” Debby interposed.
“And the boys who were at the ‘skating-rink party’ that day. I couldn’t take any larger party than that.”
“Making it Gentlemen’s Day?” Blue Bonnet asked.
“Uncle Dave’s just finished building a new barn,” Amanda went on.