"To pack my trunks for a visit to Sally Smith," answered Blanch from the doorway.
"But I was in fun."
"And I am in earnest."
"And perhaps the facts are not so fair as the fancies."
"So much the worse for the facts."
With which quotation the young woman disappeared.
Resistance was useless. Blanch is one of those gentle, yielding creatures who always have their own way. And I love to be tyrannized over. I followed her up-stairs, repeating ruefully,
"Since then I never dared to be
As funny as I can."
Catch me being poetic again!
That very evening a letter was mailed to Sally Smith, announcing our coming; and in less than a week we started, lingering over the first part of our journey, that due preparation might be made for our entertainment. The last day and a half were to be an allegro movement.