“Mamie’s? We didn’t go to Mamie’s.”
“No? I thought you intended to.” This from Katy.
“You girls do get the queerest notions in your heads,” observed Ernest loftily.
Gertie giggled. The boys looked at Gertie; they hadn’t suspected Gertie. Katy also giggled, likewise Chicken Little. There is something exceedingly contagious about giggling.
Ernest became even loftier.
“You girls seem to spend about half your time cackling–I hope you know what you are cackling about.”
“We do,” retorted Chicken Little, still sweetly.
Ernest and Sherm exchanged glances. After breakfast Ernest asked his mother if she had told the girls what happened the night before.
“Not a word. They didn’t ask me.”
“Humph!” The boy was puzzled.