"Seems to me yez weren't in such a hurry to leave last night,"
observed Peg sarcastically.
"Oh, it's only because they'll be so anxious about us at home, and
it's Sunday and we don't want to miss Sunday School," explained
Felicity.
"Well, I hope your Sunday School will do yez good," said Peg,
rather grumpily. But she relented again at the last and gave
Cecily a wishbone.
"Whatever you wish on that will come true," she said. "But you
only have the one wish, so don't waste it."
"We're so much obliged to you for all your trouble," said the
Story Girl politely.
"Never mind the trouble. The expense is the thing," retorted Peg
grimly.
"Oh!" Felicity hesitated. "If you would let us pay you--give you
something--"
"No, thank yez," responded Peg loftily. "There is people who take
money for their hospitality, I've heerd, but I'm thankful to say I
don't associate with that class. Yez are welcome to all yez have
had here, if yez ARE in a big hurry to get away."
She shut the door behind us with something of a slam, and her
black cat followed us so far, with stealthy, furtive footsteps,
that we were frightened of it. Eventually it turned back; then,
and not till then, did we feel free to discuss our adventure.
"Well, I'm thankful we're out of THAT," said Felicity, drawing a
long breath.
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