"Oh, she wouldn't care, whether we had it before or after," said King; "but I'll tell you what, Pomp, let's have half now and half after the show."
"Very well, Master King. I don't suppose it does make any great matter.
Will you have pink or white?"
"Both," said Kitty, who was authority on these matters; "and then we'll have pink lemonade."
"But you've just had your luncheon, Miss Kitty."
"That doesn't matter; this is a sort of dessert. And of course if we have popcorn, we must have lemonade. Popcorn is so choky."
So the children had their refreshment, and then it was time to go to see the performance.
Pompton took Rosy Posy in his arms, and the others following, they went into the big tent and were ushered to their places.
Mr. Maynard had told Pompton to take a box, as in the small enclosure it was easier to keep an eye on the children, and make sure they did nothing they ought not to. For the little Maynards were impulsive, and though Pompton was wise and sensible, he was not entirely accustomed to their mischievous ways.
"Isn't this fun!" exclaimed Marjorie, as the usher showed them the small wooden enclosure with six hard chairs in it.
"Perfectly splendid!" agreed Kitty. "And we can have this extra chair for our wraps and things."