going to insist on my going to that place after all." Miss Comfort laughed softly. "He said he had been 'counting on me.'"
"Yes, ma'am," said Laurie, "you go ahead and arrange for the team for Saturday at about ten thirty, and we'll see that the place is all ready, won't we, Polly?"
"Yes, indeed, we will, Miss Comfort, even if we have to—to work all night! Mae and I don't have to go to school again for a week after to-morrow, and we can do lots of things for you, I'm sure."
"You've done so much already, my dear, all of you!" Miss Comfort sighed, but it was a happy sigh. "I don't know how to thank you, I'm sure. It does seem as if—as if—" She faltered then, and before she could continue Laurie got to his feet somewhat noisily and the others followed suit.
"Got to go along," he said hurriedly. "Change Kewpie's feet—shoes, I mean. Might take cold. See you in the morning, folks."
Laurie made his escape, followed by the others, sighing relief. Outside on the bricks, Kewpie's shoes squished beautifully, but Kewpie was
