"Oh, dear!" she moaned. "I did want to so."
"I know it, and I'm so sorry. I am more sorry than you are. I was so sorry that I could not talk about it last night."
"Can't I know the reason?" she asked patiently.
"The reason is this: Aunt Prue would not let you go. She would not let you go if she knew about something that happened in school yesterday."
"Was it something so bad?"
"It was something very uncomfortable; something that made me very unhappy, and if you were old enough to understand you would not want to go. You wouldn't go for anything."
"Then what makes you go?" asked Prue quickly.
"Because I have to."
"Will it hurt you to-day?"
"Yes."