“I have a telegram for you. It came only a moment ago from the village.”
“A telegram?” Judy repeated. She was startled, and stood staring at the yellow envelope which the unit leader offered.
A half dozen fears assailed her. Her father or mother might have been taken unexpectedly ill! Perhaps her brother Ted had suffered an accident! At the very least, something must have gone wrong at home, and now it might be necessary for her to return to Fairfield before the vacation really started.
“Well, Judy, why don’t you open it?” Virginia demanded. “Don’t look so scared.”
“This is the first telegram I ever received,” Judy replied, a bit shakily.
Ripping open the envelope, she scanned the message. Her chubby face with its splattering of freckles became a study as she read.
“Bad news?” Betty Bache finally asked.
“No, not exactly. It’s from Aunt Mattie.”
“I don’t recall having heard you speak of her,” remarked Virginia.
“Aunt Mattie is a character. She’s coming here for two weeks.”