“My! She's a nice big job, isn't she?” he cried joyously.
XIV
Orde, in spite of his activities, managed to see Carroll Bishop twice during the ensuing week.
On his return home late Monday afternoon, Grandma Orde informed him with a shrewd twinkle that she wanted him surely at home the following evening.
“I've asked in three or four of the young people for a candy pull,” said she.
“Who, mother?” asked Orde.
“Your crowd. The Smiths, Collinses, Jane Hubbard, and Her,” said Grandma Orde, which probably went to show that she had in the meantime been making inquiries, and was satisfied with them.
“Do you suppose they'll care for candy pulling?” hazarded Orde a little doubtfully.
“You mean, will she?” countered Grandma. “Well, I hope for both your sakes she is not beyond a little old-fashioned fun.”