“Sure,” replied Lafe.... “Call Peggy.”
Mrs. Grandoken, looking from one to the other, noticed Lafe’s gravity and signs of Jinnie’s tears.
“What’s the matter?” she inquired.
Lafe told her quietly, and finished with his hand on Jinnie’s head.
“Our little helper ought to have some fun, Peggy.” 210
Jinnie glanced up. What would Peggy think? But for a few minutes Peg didn’t tell them. Then she said:
“She ought a went, I think, Lafe.”
Jinnie got up so quickly that Happy Pete and Milly Ann stirred in their sleep.
“Oh, Peg, I do want to—but how can I, now I’ve said I wouldn’t?... How can I?”
“You can’t,” decided Peg gruffly, and Jinnie dropped down once more at Lafe’s feet.