“No, dere no good,” declared Doris, in tones of finality.
“Oh! won’t it be fine?” cried Eva. “I hope they’re nice.”
“I hope so,” said everyone, in tones of concern. “If they’re not nice, won’t it be awful?”
“Worse nor cakes an’ a house,” said Doris.
They all went off into peals of laughter at the worried look on Doris’s face.
“Oh, I think they’re sure to be nice,” said Mollie, hopefully.
“But supposing they’re not,” groaned Eileen. “Supposing we wish the Greys were back again?”
“We’ll fix ’em up,” said Willie. “If they’re not nice when they come, we’ll make ’em nice.”
“Well, young man, they’re coming the day after to-morrow, so you’ll have to get ready for your task very soon.”
“The day after to-morrow!”