"Putting some pennies in the mission box," came the even answer.
"What shall we do now, Doris? We don't want to play any more."
"Haven't you something to read?"
"We've read everything in the house a dozen times. May we go over to Grahams'?"
"Oh, not to-day, dear, they are so noisy. Wait until to-morrow."
"May we make some candy, Doris? And pop corn?"
"Oh, Zee, not on Sunday. Why don't you take a walk?"
"Too hot," objected Treasure. "Let's go and make father tell us a story."
"You wouldn't bother him to-day, surely. He has to go to Waltons' at three for the wedding."