"It would be a good idea to stop this masquerading just where it is," Sarah admitted. "You had better bring Gay—May—back with you, unless you prefer the boy, and let her finish her visit here in her own clothes."
"I don't think I prefer the boy," the General said rather sheepishly. "Still——"
"You know you love that child better than you could love fifty boys!" cried Sarah. "We don't want a noisy boy in the house."
"What? Not a boy whose 'honesty, sincerity and lovableness shine right out on his dear little face?'" laughed the General.
"No, nor 'an out and out boy!'" Sarah retorted. "I'm afraid you can't go until after to-morrow," she added. "May writes: 'Gay has spoiled all my pretty summer dresses,' in one of her entries, and we shall have to make her some sort of a frock before she can go, for that boy hasn't left her a rag, and you may be sure he'll want his jackets and trousers when he sees them again."
The General laughed.
"What a pair of madcaps they must be when they are together!" he said.
"Bring them both back with you," said Sarah, heartily. "It is cruel to separate them any longer."
"It would suit me perfectly," said the General. "But do you want two children in the house?"