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"I hope that's not the only reason," Auntie Mogs laughed. "Boys are but there goes the telephone. Will you answer it, please, dear? Annie is busy." Phyllis jumped up from the table and hurried to the hall. "Suppose it's Tommy saying they're coming to-day!" she exclaimed. But a minute later her aunt heard her voice drop to its natural tone as she said: "Oh, hello, Muriel; this is Phyllis
"You forget I am still heavily in your debt, and to-day has only added to that indebtedness, for I can honestly say I never enjoyed a picnic as much as this in all my life." Auntie Mogs looked up from her mail at the breakfast table and smiled at Phyllis and Janet as they took their places, one on either side of her. "Here is something that may interest you," and she held out two letters.
"Sure, she'll go with him to keep him company," the policeman grinned at what he really considered fine wit, tightened his belt importantly and grasping his night stick more firmly he walked down the street and stopped in a business like way before Miss Pringle's door. The girls escorted Chuck back to the house. Auntie Mogs had returned during their absence and met them at the door.
"Children, where have you been? I have been so worried " She stopped abruptly, as her eye fell on Chuck and his precious armful. "Not little Don?" she asked excitedly. "Yes, Auntie Mogs, we've found him." Phyllis's explanation tumbled out in hysterical phrases, the other two adding their own version, and in the midst of it Don woke up.
I wasn't perfectly sure that we would ever get home again; that storm came up so suddenly." "But we did, just in time to be arrested." They both laughed so hard at the memory of that never-to-be-forgotten day that Phyllis, in the back seat with Auntie Mogs, called, "What are you two roaring over?" "Oh, something funny that happened last summer," Janet replied.
Sally said seriously. "Oh, there's no fear of that," Phyllis replied hastily. "She'll come if we are there to make her and she will love your mother, I know she will. I do hope she hasn't gone out anywhere with Auntie Mogs." "Let's hurry," Sally said, the idea making her feel the need for immediate action. "If she's out we can wait for her." But Janet was not out.
We've been going to them all winter." "I know," Janet agreed, "but what else is there to do?" "Nothing, I suppose," Phyllis replied. "So which shall it be?" "I don't know," Janet refused to decide. "Let's ask Auntie Mogs." "No, let's make up our own minds," Phyllis insisted. "If we were only at Old Chester we could have a picnic."
"Of course," Sally agreed. "What is it, Auntie Mogs?" Janet inquired. Miss Carter smiled delightedly. "That's very sweet of you, but wait until you hear what it is I want you to do. This afternoon my class from the settlement is coming here for tea after I have taken them to the Art Museum. There are ten of them; all girls about your own age.
"Auntie Mogs, if Janet ever got lost in this mob we would never find her in all this world," she said nervously. "It might be a difficult task," Miss Carter agreed calmly, "but Tom is with her, and it would be very hard to lose Tom even here." "Oh, I was forgetting all about Tom." Phyllis laughed with relief. "It would be hard to hide his six feet, wouldn't it?
"Auntie Mogs, I appeal to you," Tom said, as Miss Carter entered the room. "Is this fair? These two Comanche Indians hold me helpless on the sofa, extract a promise that I will never go home, and now they want me to amuse them besides." "All day," Phyllis said. "All day long," echoed Janet. Miss Carter laughed.
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