Anyhow, he didn't sit with us.

And Aunt Hattie didn't go at all.

So Mother and I were alone.
We sat back--a long ways back.

I wanted to go up front, real far front--the front seat, if I could get it; and I told Mother so.

But she said, "Mercy, no!" and shuddered, and went back two more rows from where she was, and got behind a big post.
I guess she was afraid Father would see us, but that's what _I_ wanted.