"Freddie!" said the Little Boy, very distinctly, but looking down at the carpet, for fear he should seem proud.
"We're grown up today," cried Mr. Toby, "and we've got to celebrate!"
Aunt Amanda raised her eyebrows in astonishment, and said:
"Esheeraybysart!"
She put her hand to her mouth and somehow got out into her hand a good mouthful of pins. She laid them down on the table at her elbow, and said:
"Bless the dear baby's heart! And are you grown up now?"
"Yes'm," said Freddie, looking up and then down again, for he did not wish to seem too proud.
Aunt Amanda looked at him for a moment, and took out her handkerchief and blew her nose very loud.
"Toby," she said, "what did you mean by a celebration?"
"Tomorrow's Saturday," said he.