“Thank you, Susan,” returned Phil obediently. “But I’m going to do something nice for you to-morrow,” he added. “I’m going to give you my ‘touch button,’ you see.”
[CHAPTER X—THE VISIT]
Grandfather and Susan were going on a visit to the Town of Banbury.
They were to stay at the house of Grandfather’s friend, Mr. Spargo, and Susan was delighted at the thought, for once Mr. Spargo had spent a whole week at Featherbed Lane and with him had come his little daughter Letty, just Susan’s age.
Susan remembered the good times they had had together, and now she could scarcely wait for the day to come when she would see Letty Spargo again.
They were going to Banbury, she knew, because Grandfather had a “case” at the Banbury Court-House. Susan thought of this “case” as a big black bag something like the suitcase Grandfather was to carry on the visit. Sometime she meant to ask why he kept a “case” so far away from home in Banbury; but now that question must wait, for she was very busy deciding just which of her belongings she would take with her on the journey.
Susan didn’t trouble her head about dresses; Grandmother would attend to that, she knew. Her difficulty lay in making up her mind which of her toys to take with her, and Grandmother looked with dismay at the pile on Susan’s bed, a pile which, as Susan ran blithely up and down stairs, grew larger with every trip.
“Susan, child,” said Grandmother, “what are your washboard and tub doing on the bed here, and this box of blocks, and your flat-iron? Are you thinking of taking them to Banbury? You will need a Saratoga trunk, if you keep on.”
“I thought Letty would like to see them,” faltered Susan, halting with an armful in the doorway.
“So she will, when she comes to visit you,” answered Grandmother. “It is your turn now to see her toys. And I should leave Flip and Snowball home, too, if I were you. You will be gone only four or five days, a week at the most, you know.”