“Yes, probably for good; not for bad, let us hope,” replied his father, answering his first.
“To Chicago,” replied his mother, answering his second.
“Will we take Maggie?” stammered Ned, with an eye to the pantry supplies.
“I suppose so, but that isn’t the point,” said his father—although Ned thought it a very important point, indeed. “The point is, would you like to go?”
“I’d hate to leave the river, and—and everything,” faltered Ned.
“But you’ll have Lake Michigan, instead,” spoke his mother.
“Tom and Hal and the other fellows won’t be there,” objected Ned.
“They can come to see you,” explained his mother. “And you’ll pick up lots of new friends. Why, the parks are full of boys!”
“Having fun?” asked Ned.
“Yes; baseball and all kinds of games, some that you never saw,” assured his mother.