"Yes," replied Mrs. Stout, "and we're all goin' to be in it. It'll be the biggest thing this town ever saw or heard of."
"You, goin' on the stage?" said Peter, with a grin, and then he gave way to hearty laughter.
"I don't see what there is to laugh about, Peter Stout; ain't we got as much right to give a play as anybody?" asked Mrs. Stout, indignantly.
"Yes, it's all right, and if the play is as funny as the idea, it'll make a hit," said Peter, his mirth subsiding.
"It ain't goin' to be funny," retorted Mrs. Stout. "It's goin' to be a classic."
"A classic," he repeated, wonderingly. "What's that?"
"A classic," replied Mrs. Stout, knowingly, "is somethin' you ought to know about, and—and don't."
"Oh," said Peter, still in doubt.
"I hope you're satisfied now."