“She gave us lollies.”
“Oh, hang the lollies!” cried Willie, in despair. “Did you cry when you got in there, or did you chew lollies?”
“But she means to let you come, I do believe, Willie,” said Doris, earnestly.
“Oh, yes, Willie! If she said perhaps and she’d see, I think she means to let you go. Another time she wouldn’t listen to us,” put in Eva.
“Yes, I believe she means to let me go, too,” said Willie, hopefully. “Oh, if I could only go, I’d stay there months and months!”
“You might get lonely,” said Mollie, who had just come in.
“No, I wouldn’t get lonely. I’d never get lonely if I stayed there all my life,” said Willie. “And I might stay there all my life, too. I might grow up a big man up there, and I might never come back.”
“Might never come back?” asked Eva.
“No, I might stay there and help your father with the horses and sheep, and after a while I might buy your place.”
“No, you won’t!” said Doris, stoutly.