"Oughtn't she to look more gay and careless?"
"She certainly ought," assented Bill. "Will you try the scene once
more, Miss Fairfield, with Mrs. Parsons for audience?"
"I will not!" exclaimed Patty, and trying hard to repress her
giggles, she fled back through her window, and drew the curtains.
"I didn't know you were to have acting on the floats," said Aunt
Adelaide, innocently.
"I'm not sure that we shall," returned Farnsworth, easily. "I had
a notion it would be effective, but perhaps not. Do you know where
Miss Dow is, by any chance?"
"Why, I think she's just starting for the Sayres'. Yes, there she
goes now,--walking down the path." "WILL you excuse me then, Mrs.
Parsons, if I make a hurried exit? I want to see her on a MOST
important matter."
Big Bill fairly flung himself down the little staircase that led
from the upper veranda to the lower one, and in a few moments,
with long strides, he had overtaken Daisy, who was alone.
"Whoop-ee! Daisy, wait a minute!" he cried, as he neared her.
"What for?" and Daisy turned, smiling, but her smile faded as she
caught sight of Bill's face.
"Because I tell you to!" thundered Bill. "Because I want to talk
to you,--and, right now!"
"I--I'm going on an errand--" faltered Daisy, fairly frightened at
his vehemence.
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