Not all the club--like's not they
wouldn't care for it, but if you think they
would, why, you can show it to them sometime."
"Just we three then?" Pauline asked.
"Hilary and I can go."
"So can I--if you tell mother you want me
to," Patience put in.
"Is it far?" her sister questioned Jane.
"A good two miles--we'd best walk--we
can rest after we get there. Maybe, if you
like, you'd better ask Tom and Josie. Your
ma'll be better satisfied if he goes along, I
reckon. I'll come for you at about half-past
seven."
"All right, thank you ever so much," Pauline
said, and went to tell Hilary, closely
pursued by Patience. However, Mrs. Shaw
vetoed Pauline's proposition that Patience
should make one of the party.
"Not every time, my dear," she explained.
Promptly at half-past seven Jane
appeared. "All ready?" she said, as the four
young people came to meet her. "You don't
want to go expecting anything out of the
common. Like's not, you've all seen it a heap
of times, but maybe not to take particular
notice of it."
She led the way through the garden to the
lane running past her cottage, where Tobias
sat in solitary dignity on the doorstep, down
the lane to where it merged in to what was
nothing more than a field path.
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