‘I will tell you good-night,’ said Father softly, as he slipped out of the room.
And Sally didn’t answer, for she was sound asleep.
CHAPTER X
THE PINK-AND-WHITE APRON
Alice had a toothache. At least she had had a toothache, but now the pain was gone, leaving her with a swollen cheek twice as plump as it ought to be.
Alice quite enjoyed her too plump face. When she looked in the mirror she couldn’t help smiling, her face was so droll. And her smile was so funny, so twisted, so ‘fat,’ that Alice just couldn’t help smiling again.
As for Sally, she laughed outright at Alice’s face when she came over to play that afternoon.
‘This is the way you look,’ said she, plumping out both cheeks like two red balloons.
In spite of all the laughing and the fun, Alice didn’t feel yet like playing lively games.
Her mother had gone to the city, shopping, and Alice, after a little nap, had been sitting quietly downstairs with Miss Neppy until Sally came over to play.
But when Sally did come, Alice didn’t feel like romping in the garden, nor going down to the beach, nor even swinging in Sally’s big red swing. So she and Sally settled down, with a picture book between them, in the kitchen where Miss Neppy was ironing aprons.