Launcelot, who was steering, smiled down at her.
"Miss Curiosity," he teased.
"I'm not curious. I just want to know."
"Oh, well, that's one way to put it."
"Tell me. Has anything happened?"
"Yes."
"What?"
"Something splendid."
Judy sat up. "Tell me," she begged.
But Launcelot was inflexible. "Not now," and Judy sank back with a sigh, for she was getting to know that when the big boy said a thing he meant it.