“Now for our conditions. I forgive and you promise.”
“I promise!” said Phyllis.
“Yes.”
“And if I promise, you’ll never tell Father?”
“I will never tell your father.”
“And you will let me go into all the rooms and play, and ride my pony, and do everything just as I did before—just as I did before?”
“Just as you did before.”
“Then, of course, I’ll promise, darling Fleetie. There is no doubt about it. If you’ll let me do as I did before, I’ll promise. Is it to learn a lot of history? It is to do my horrid— Is it? Is it?”
“It is none of these things, Phyllis. It is this. You must give me your solemn word, as a lady, that you will not speak or have any intercourse with the Rectory children until your father’s return.”
“What!” said Phyllis.