they had not measles at all. But since you are at Aunt Maria's I think you may as well stay . . .'
'How awful !' said Molly. 'It is too bad!'
'. . . stay and make it your annual visit. Be a good girl, dear, and do not forget to wear your pinafores in the morning.
Molly wrote a nice little letter to her mother. To her brother she said:
Dear Bertie,
I think you are beasts to have let me in for this. You might have thought of me. I shall not forgive you till the sun is just going down, and I would not then, only it is so wrong not to. I wish you had been named Maria, and had to stay here instead of me.
Your broken-hearted sister,
When Molly stayed at the White House she was accustomed to read aloud in the mornings from 'Ministering Children' or 'Little Pilgrims,' while Aunt Maria sewed severely. But that morning Aunt Maria did not send for her.
