Peggy in Her Blue Frock | Page 5

and went quickly down the walk. Peggy's glance followed him regretfully. He was a big boy; he must be two years older than she was, just a nice size to play with.
"And we never asked him his name or if he had brothers and sisters," Alice said.
It was a lost opportunity and the children both regretted it, but they had been too much taken up with the return of Lady Jane to think of anything else at the moment. They had opened the basket and Lady Jane was purring about the place.
"You darling!" Alice cried as she stroked her gray striped coat. "You do like us best, don't you, after all?"
There was an odd expression in Lady Jane's green eyes. If she could have spoken, she would have said, "I like old friends, but I do like old places better still." And the very next morning she disappeared again.
CHAPTER III
WHY PEGGY WORE BLUE FROCKS
Early in April there came a very hot day, and this reminded Mrs. Owen that she must be looking over the children's summer dresses to see what new ones they would need, for it would take some time to make them, with all the other work she had to do. She went up into the large store-closet, which was all they had in the way of an attic, and she unpacked the trunk that held the dresses. There were only four of Peggy's, for she was very hard on her clothes, and she had stained or torn several of them. There were six of Alice's in excellent condition. They were a little short for her, but there were tucks that could be let down. Peggy had two white dresses, a pink one, and a plaid dress. She tried on one of the white dresses first and pranced about the room with it. Her legs looked longer than ever, for the skirt was several inches above her knees.
"You look just like a mushroom, Peggy," said Alice.
"Oh, dear! I didn't know I'd grown such a lot," said Peggy ruefully, "but you can let down the tucks, mother," she added hopefully.
"But there aren't any tucks. I let those down last summer."
"I guess I'll have to have that dress," said Alice joyously.
She was so fond of her sister that she liked Peggy's clothes better than her own.
"Oh, dear!" said Peggy. "I like it so much because it's smocked. But I hope I can wear the dotted muslin. That's my favorite dress."
But, alas, the dotted muslin was only half an inch longer than the cotton rep, and there were no tucks in that either.
Peggy skipped about the room again, and she tried to persuade her mother that it would be possible for her to wear the dress.
"I don't mind if it is rather short, mother," she said.
"I can't have you going around with skirts like a ballet dancer."
"But you could let the hem down, or put in insertion, or something," said Peggy.
"But the waist is too small for you, and the dress will be just right for Alice."
The pink dress and the plaid one were too small for Peggy, too, so Alice became the proud possessor of Peggy's frocks, which would fit her very well after tucks had been taken in them.
"I've three pink dresses now and four white ones and two plaids and a yellow," said Alice.
"And I've nothing at all," said Peggy.
"It's too bad," said Alice, "but yours will all be new."
The first chance Mrs. Owen had to go to the village she said she would buy the materials for Peggy's summer frocks.
"I've got to get something for working dresses for myself, too," she said.
She took the children with her, and they had a joyous time, for it was one of those sunshiny afternoons when everything was so gay and cheerful that it seemed to Peggy as if the whole world were smiling. The sun seemed positively to laugh, and the blue sky and the white clouds seemed almost as glad as he. Alice walked quietly along, taking hold of her mother's hand; but Peggy had to run along ahead of them every now and then. She wanted to dance and shout with the joy of it all.
"Oh, Mother, there's Mrs. Butler and her canary-bird," said Peggy, as they passed a small gray house. "Let's stop and make her a call."
"Not to-day," said Mrs. Owen. "We'll never get our shopping done if we stop to call on all the neighbors."
When they came to the smoothly finished stone wall in front of the Thorntons' large place, Peggy climbed up so she could have the pleasure of walking across it.
"Come, Alice," she said, helping her small sister up.
"Oh, children," said their mother in despair, "we shall never get downtown."
But they did get there at last, although they met several of their neighbors