The next morning the skies were still weeping, and little hope seemed offered for the afternoon and evening when the rival entertainment at Carter’s Grove was advertised to take place.
CHAPTER XXIII
“DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE?”
Let’s go down, anyway, and see what they are doing,” said Amy eagerly. “The sun was out for five whole minutes just now.”
“Perhaps it will clear off,” Jessie said. “They will be so disappointed if it doesn’t.”
“Don’t get mushy about it, Jess,” advised Darry Drew. “They’d be only too glad if your mother’s affair to-morrow proved to be a failure.”
“Right-o,” said Burd Alling. “I never could forgive and forget as easy as Jess does. You are too good for words, Jessie.”
“You don’t know how painful it is,” sighed Jessie, but with twinkling eyes.
“Never mind nagging Jess,” broke in Amy. “I want to go down there to Carter’s and crow over Belle and Sally and the others.”
“You do your crowing under your breath, Sis,” warned Darry. “We don’t want to start any neighborhood feud that will disrupt the whole of Roselawn and New Melford.”
“And the Ringolds and the Moons will certainly have chips on their shoulders if it starts in to rain again,” admitted Amy.