"What is the news, Charles?" asked Mother Bunker, almost as eagerly as the children themselves might have asked the question.
"I've got to see Armatage personally—that is all there is about it, and Frank Armatage cannot come North."
"Then you are going?" said his wife, and the children almost held their several breaths to catch Daddy Bunker's reply.
Their father looked around upon the eager little faces. Then he glanced at his wife and smiled.
"What do you think?" he asked. "Had I better say before so many little pop-eyed, curious folk? I—don't—know——"
"Oh, Daddy!" gasped Rose.
"We want to go with you," breathed Russ.
"I want to go!" cried Vi. "Where is it?"
"If Vi goes, can't I go too?" Margy pleaded.
"I'm not going to stay here, Daddy, if the rest go," declared Laddie.