“Then what is the matter?”
“Nothing much—only there was no dinner-party.”
“No dinner-party?” every one exclaimed.
Mamma took up the note which had been left on the table, and said gravely to Cricket,—
“Tell me where you got this note, my dear?”
“From my pocket,” returned Cricket, in much surprise.
“How did it get there? When did you find it?”
“Why, this,—” Cricket hesitated. “Yes, it certainly was this morning.”
“You certainly gave it to me this morning, but who gave it to you, and when?”
“It was the funniest thing,” said Cricket, eagerly. “I really don’t know. I honestly don’t remember putting it there, and yet somebody must have given it to me on the way to school.”