“You are going with me,” said the doctor.
“With you!”
“Yes. Have you any objections?”
“No. Only I don’t care to ride just for the sake of riding, without having anywhere to go.”
“But, I am going to take you somewhere. I came for that purpose. Mrs Greenleaf sent me. She wants you to-day.”
“But, I can go there any time. I was there, not long ago; I would rather stay at home to-day with Graeme, thank you.”
“And what am I to say to Mrs Greenleaf? No, I’m not going without you. So, get ready and come with me.”
Menie pouted. “And Graeme had just consented to my staying at home quietly for the day.”
“Which does not prove Miss Graeme’s wisdom,” said the doctor. “Why, child, how many April days do you think we are going to have in January? Be thankful for the chance to go out; for, if I am not much mistaken, we are to have a storm that will keep us all at home. Miss Graeme, get your sister’s things. It is health for her to be out in such a day.”
Graeme went without a word, and when she came back the doctor said,—