“If that’s the case,” said her mother, “we’ll take a later train. Put on your blue dress——”
“It’s got ink on it.”
“I spilled it there,” Tommy owned up. “I must have spilled it when we wrote the Public Notice,” and he told about that too.
My! What a lot of things there were to tell. Muffs and Tommy chattered all the time they were getting ready. Mrs. Moffet put on a fresh dress too and stood waiting by the window. She could see across the pasture to where crowds were already beginning to gather around the grange hall.
“We’re ready now,” Mrs. Tyler said, coming into the room with the baby toddling at her side.
“But where’s Mary?” Tommy asked.
“She went on ahead with your father and Donald and Great Aunt Charlotte.”
“Is Great Aunt Charlotte going too? Gee! What a funny kind of party.”
“It’s in the grange hall.”
“And we’re just going to sit? Aw, Mom! That won’t be any fun.”