“Yes, if you’re ready,” she agreed, making a dash for the stairs. Her mother, meeting her in the hall, tried to detain her.
She asked, “Did the girl like the clothes, dear?”
“Oh, yes, she loved them,” replied Mary Louise. “I’ll tell you more about it when I get back from tennis. The boys are pestering us to hurry.”
Three minutes later both she and Jane were back in the car again, with Freckles and Silky added to the passenger list.
Max immediately went on about the picnic, just as if he hadn’t been interrupted at all.
“Here’s the big news,” he said, as he stepped on the starter: “There are gypsies camping over in that meadow beside Cooper’s woods! So we’re all going to have our fortunes told. That’s why we’re having the picnic there. Now, won’t that be fun?”
“Yes, I guess so. But I really don’t see how Jane and I can come——”
She was interrupted by a tap on her shoulder from the rumble seat.
“I think we can break that date, Mary Lou,” announced her chum, with a wink.
Mary Louise raised her eyebrows.