Still, I reckon you can't be content, 'till we get started.
Looking for the old gentleman up, later, be you?"
"For whom?" Pauline asked.
"Your pa's brother. The minister's getting on, and the other one's
considerable older, I understand."
"I don't think he will be up," Pauline answered; she hadn't thought of
that before. Suppose he should come! She wondered what he would be
like.
Half way down the street, Pauline was overtaken by her younger sister.
"Are you going to get the new things now, Paul?" she asked eagerly.
"Of course not, just get some samples."
"There's always such a lot of getting ready first," Patience sighed.
"Paul, mother says I may go with you to-morrow afternoon."
"All right," Pauline agreed. "Only, you've got to promise not to 'hi
yi' at Fanny all the way."
"I won't--all the way."
"And--Impatience?"
"Yes?"
"You needn't say what we want the new paper for, or anything about what
we are planning to do--in the store I mean."
"Mr. Ward would be mighty interested."
"I dare say."
"Miranda says you're beginning to put on considerable airs, since
you've been turning your hair up, Paul Shaw. When I put my hair up,
I'm going on being just as nice and friendly with folks, as before,
you'll see.
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