“I don’t think that there will be time to have a crutch made,” said Miss Anne.
“Yes, there will,” said Lucy, “for she is not going till next week, now. She was going this week; but she says it is put off till next week, on Tuesday.”
“Did you tell her what you wanted to know for?” asked Royal.
“No,” replied Lucy; “I told her it was a secret.”
The children all laughed aloud at this; but Lucy could not see what it was that made them laugh.
“Why, you told me,” said she, “not to let Mary Jay know, and so I told her it was a secret.”
“Well, you should not have told her any thing about it,” said Royal.
“O, never mind that,” said Miss Anne. “Let us think about the present. I think a desk would be a very good thing indeed; and as to a crutch, I don’t know. When Royal first mentioned it, I did not like it very well.”
“Nor I,” said Laura. “I wish she did not use any crutch at all.”
“Yes,” said Miss Anne, “we all wish that very much; but since she has to wear one, and probably will do so for a long time to come, the question is, whether we had not better get her a handsome one. And I don’t know. I should like to ask Lucy’s mother, or Marielle’s.”