“What, dear?”
“You might just as well stay, and I'll tell you why. Papa and Amy and Anna won't be home until after seven.”
“Until after seven?”
“No. They are going to Addison.”
“To Addison?”
Addison was a large town some fifteen miles from Banbridge.
“Yes; and they are going to get dinner there.”
“Eddy, are you sure?”
“Yes, of course I am sure,” replied Eddy, with the wide-open eyes of virtue upon his sister's face. “Amy told me to tell you.”
“Now, Eddy.”