Ruth calmly ignored this, and went about final arrangements in her usual capable manner. Nothing would be forgotten, nothing overlooked when Ruth Kenway was in charge.
The little girls were just as busy in their way as their sisters. Tess and Dot were too much excited and far too much taken up with their own affairs, to pay any attention to Sammy Pinkney.
But that hopeful youngster stuck to Ruth and Agnes like a burr—and a very annoying one.
“Aw, say! let a feller go!” was his mildest way of pleading for space in the automobile for his own small self. “I won’t get in your way.”
“No,” said Ruth, with the same decision she had expressed from the first. “No.”
“Aw, Aggie! you know me! If you say I can, I can.”
“You’re the biggest bother in the world, Sammy Pinkney!” declared the second oldest Corner House girl.
“Won’t bother you a mite. I’ll help. I’ll run errands——”
“What errands, I’d like to know?” scoffed Agnes.
“Well—you’ll want somebody to run ’em when the car breaks down——”