"But we've been up," declared Dick and Paul. "Nobody ever comes 'way out to the Island and not go up. What will people say?"
"You haven't seen the Statue of Liberty at all," cried Alice, greatly disappointed.
"I'd rather not," insisted Sunny Boy.
The two mothers looked at each other and laughed.
"I went up with Harry years ago," said Mrs. Horton. "Of course I should like Sunny Boy to have the experience, but he'll come to New York other times I hope. Anyway, I can't agree with Alice that he hasn't seen the statue. He can learn the dimensions when he studies arithmetic."
Sunny Boy wasn't quite sure in his own mind why he refused to take the elevator, as people all around him were doing, and go to the top of the statue. He only knew that he would be dreadfully unhappy if any one made him go.
He was very quiet on the trip back, but all the children were a little tired from their busy day and not so inclined to be hilarious as earlier in the afternoon. They all said good-bye to Sunny Boy at the ferry, for the Kennedys took a different way from Sunny Boy and his mother.
"We're going home in the subway," said Mrs. Kennedy, kissing Mrs. Horton. "It's the quickest way to travel. I think you're foolish to drag Sunny around on the surface cars."
"I want to wait till his father can go with us," answered Mrs. Horton. "Your noisy old subways make me nervous, Adele."
Sunny Boy, sleepily leaning against Mother's shoulder in the crowded street car, remembered this.