"Oh, spare us the dreadful details!" interrupted Miss Pennington, who was of a rather frivolous nature.
"Well, there is no longer need of detaining you," spoke Mr. Pertell. "Work for the day is over. We will meet again to-morrow and film 'A Mother's Sorrow,' and that will be the last New York play for some time. I presume it will take a week to get ready to go to Deerfield, as there are many details to look after."
"Oh, I just can't wait until it's time to go to the backwoods!" cried Alice, as she and Ruth were on their way home that evening. "Aren't you crazy about it, sister mine?"
"Well, not exactly crazy, Alice. You do use such—er—such strong expressions!"
"Well, I have strong feelings, I suppose."
"I know, but you must be more—more conservative."
"I know you were going to say 'lady-like,' but you didn't dare," laughed Alice.
"Well, consider it said, my dear," went on Ruth, in all seriousness, for she felt that she must, in a measure, play the part of a mother to her younger sister.
"I don't want to consider anything!" laughed Alice, "except the glorious fun we are going to have. Oh, Ruth, even the prospect of that dreadful Dan Merley making daddy pay the debt over again can't dampen my spirits now. I'm so happy!"
She threw her arms about Ruth and attempted a few turns of the one-step glide.