"To-morrow," said Thorold, "there's to be a party at our school. We're all three to go."
Peggy's face fell.
"It's Saturday," she said. "I thought you'd have stayed with me."
Terence and Baldwin looked sorry.
"I'll stay at home," said Terry.
"No," said Thor, "I really don't think you can. They're counting on you for some of the games. Peg won't mind much for once, will you? I'm sorry too."
But before Peggy had time to reply, Baldwin broke in.
"I'll stay at home with Peg-top," he said, in his slow, distinct way. "It won't matter for me not going. I'm one of the little ones."
"And we'll go a nice walk, won't we, Baldwin?" said Peggy, quite happy again. "And I daresay we may have something nice for tea. I'll ask papa," she added to herself. "I'm sure he'll give me some pennies when he hears how good Baldwin is."
Miss Earnshaw came the next morning, and in the interest of being measured for her new spring frock, and watching it being cut out, and considering what she herself could make with the scraps which the young dressmaker gave her, the time passed very pleasantly for Peggy.