"Tell me about it. I am growing curious. Where is it we are going?"
Tommy bobbed up from her chair and began dancing about the room.
"Oh, ever and ever tho far."
By this time Mrs. Burrell began to understand. She realized that the cat was about to jump out of the bag, but made no effort to assist Grace in telling the story. Instead Harriet's mother sat with an amused smile on her face.
"We're going away, we're going away. Don't you underthtand?"
"No, Tommy, I don't."
"Oh, fiddle!"
"Where is it that we are going?"
"Ever and ever tho far away. Way off in the woodth where the birdth thing and the frogth croak and the mothquitoeth bite you and thpoil your complexion. And, oh, gueth, gueth, Harriet."
Harriet threw up her hands, an expression of comical despair on her face.