“Ask Ernest who’s surprised now, Chicken Little?”
THE GUESTS ARRIVE
The Morton family were up early the next morning. Jane was in a state of prickly excitement between her delight over her wonderful pony, all her very own, and the expected pleasure of seeing Katy and Gertie.
“If the others have grown as much as you kids, we shan’t recognize them,” said Frank.
“Anyhow, we can tell which bunch to cut out by Alice and Dick,” Ernest answered.
Mrs. Morton was horrified. “Ernest, the idea of your talking about our friends as if they were cattle! I do trust you children will not mortify me before our guests by using such vulgar expressions.”