“Brick!” declared King.
“Yes, he is,” agreed Kitty, thoughtfully. “Except Father, nobody could be as nice as he is.”
“Nobody!” echoed the other two.
“And now,” said Marjorie, “let’s do the best we can to get dressed quick, and get downstairs in time for dinner. Let’s put on our best clothes, and our best manners, and perhaps that crosspatch lady will like us a little better.”
“She never will!” sighed Kitty, with conviction. “She hates us.”
“Oh, let’s get round her,” said King hopefully. “If we’re lovely and sweet and pleasant, she’ll have nothing to growl at.”
“And clean,” supplemented Kitty. “If you look in the mirror, you’ll see one reason why she was so disgusted.”
“Yes,” laughed King; “and if you girls look in the mirror, you’ll see two reasons!”
Midge and Kitty were truly scandalized when they saw their mirrored selves, and were glad of Nurse Nannie’s helpful hands to restore tidiness.
Rosy Posy was already bathed and tucked in her crib, where she sat up against a pillow, eating bread and milk with a sleepy disregard of the afternoon’s excitement.