He and her father were helping Grace into the vehicle as he spoke.
“There’s abundance of room, Harold,” said Violet; “get right in and take that seat beside Grace.”
“Yes, obey that lady’s orders as I do,” laughed the captain.
“I thought I had outgrown that business,” laughed Harold; “but I will obey in a moment, when I have said good-night to mother and the rest.”
That did not take long, and the captain’s “Plenty of time for that” seemed to afford satisfactory permission. In five minutes the carriage was on its way down the avenue.
“Now, Tiny, you are on your way to that pretty home I’ve been telling you about,” said Elsie, stroking and patting her little pet monkey.
“What are you telling her for, Elsie?” asked Ned. “Why don’t you wait and let her be surprised when she gets there? Surprises are nice. I always like to be surprised.”
“Something of a mistake, Ned,” said his uncle. “Some surprises are far from agreeable.”
“What kind, uncle? please tell me about some.”