“Well, we’re just going to miss it all ,” declared Laura decisively. There were actual tears in her eyes. “And I had looked forward to it so.”

“Well,” hazarded Aunt Wess’, “you girls can do just as you please. Only I wouldn’t be bold.”

“Well, would it be bold if Page, or if⁠—if I were to speak to him? We’re going to meet him anyways in just a few minutes.”

“Better wait, hadn’t you, Laura,” said Aunt Wess’, “and see. Maybe he’ll come up and speak to us.”

“Oh, as if!” contradicted Laura. “He don’t know us⁠—just as Page says. And if he did, he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t think it polite.”

“Then I guess, girlie, it wouldn’t be polite for you.”