"Did you forget that, dear?" Mrs. Toland asked.
"It's of no consequence," said Barbara, her voice suddenly thick with
tears. Her hand trembled as she reached for a muffin.
"Keith, do you want to go down with us to the rehearsal this afternoon?"
said Sally amiably to the little guest.
"Oh, I don't think the whole pack of us ought to go!" Ted protested in
alarm. "You aren't going to let Janey and Con go, are you, Mother?"
"Oh, why not?" Mrs. Toland asked soothingly. Barbara here returned to
the discussion with a tragic: "Mother, they _can't_! It would look
perfectly awful!"
"Well, you don't own the yacht club, you know, Babbie," Ted supplied
sweetly.
"Well," said Barbara, rising, and speaking quickly in a low voice, "of
course the whole family, including Addie and Hee, can troop down there
if they want to, but I think it's too bad that I can't do a thing in
this family without being tagged by a bunch of _kids_!"
The door closed behind her; they could hear her running upstairs.
"Now she'll cry; she's getting to be an awful cry baby," said Janey,
wide eyed, pleasurably excited.
"Doesn't seem very well, does she, Mummie? Not a bit like herself," said
the head of the house, raising mild eyebrows.
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