“And what did she say?”
“She said I should know soon enough.”
“It isn't necessary for you to know anything about it,” said Mother; “it's about business, and you never do understand business, do you?”
“No,” said Roberta; “is it something to do with Government?” For Father was in a Government Office.
“Yes,” said Mother. “Now it's bed-time, my darlings. And don't YOU worry. It'll all come right in the end.”
“Then don't YOU worry either, Mother,” said Phyllis, “and we'll all be as good as gold.”
Mother sighed and kissed them.
“We'll begin being good the first thing tomorrow morning,” said Peter, as they went upstairs.
“Why not NOW?” said Roberta.
“There's nothing to be good ABOUT now, silly,” said Peter.