Miss Sterling nodded approvingly.
"Aren't you glad I thought of it?"
"It looks the best thing."
"It is! Guess I'll go and ask the folks now! Will you come?"
"No, thank you! Run on alone—you'll do it best without any assistance."
Polly laughed happily. She was too excited to insist on even Miss
Nita's company.
It was a good hour before she returned, having been rapturously welcomed upstairs and down and kept as long as possible.
"Everybody is delighted with the idea!" Polly dropped to the hassock at Miss Sterling's knee. "They're all going—if they can!—except Mrs. Post and Mrs. Prindle. Mrs. Post has had a pull-back and she can't walk at all, and Mrs. Prindle's cold is worse. I think the rest will just fill the cars."
She counted up, and found seats and occupants to agree.
"I'm wondering whether to have Mrs. Adlerfeld or Miss Lily sit with Colonel Gresham—which would you?" Polly was all alight with her planning.