"So do I," answered Minnie, trying to be polite; "but when I really wake up to-morrow morning I'll say it better."
"Why it is to-morrow morning," laughed Alice.
After breakfast, just as they were going to open a package on which they had ventured many conjectures, a ring at the front door interrupted them.
"Perhaps it's another parcel," said Minnie, running to the window, while Agnes exclaimed:
"Oh, Minnie, don't expect things, pray. I should not like to be counting on presents—it is horrid!"
Minnie looked round astonished. "I didn't know——" she said, confused.
But the ring was quickly explained.
"Please, Master Hugh," said the housemaid, "there's a young gentleman in the hall, and he wants to know if you'll go out for a walk with him?"
"Who is it?" asked Hugh, vexed. "Did he say his name?"