“But I wrote we would be there today, Wednesday!” exclaimed Douglas.
“That doesn’t make a bit of difference to Miss Ella and Miss Louise Grant,” laughed the boy. “They never get anything straight because they discuss every subject so thoroughly that they are all mixed up before they get through. Anyhow, they did not meet you, and if you don’t think I am pushing or forward or something——”
“Butinsky!” suggested Bobby, but Helen slipped her hand over his pert little mouth.
“Thank you for that word—butinsky—why, I should like the privilege of going after your mother and father and bringing all the luggage my car will hold.”
“Oh, you are too kind!” chorused the girls.
“Let me take all of you first to the farm.”
“We must go by Grantly to let the ladies know we are here,” suggested Douglas.
“They are both of them at the farm. I saw them as I came by.”
“Did you tell them we had come?”