They would also take her a custard.

The Wilbur twin was not invited upon this excursion, but his father winked at him when it was mentioned and he was happy.

He could in no manner have edified the afflicted Mrs.Dodwell, and the wink meant that he would go with his father for a walk over the hills--perhaps to the gypsy camp.

So he winked back at his father, being no longer in Sunday-school, and was impatient to be off.
In the little house he watched from a window until Winona and Merle had gone on their errand of mercy--Merle carrying nicely the bowl of custard swathed in a napkin--and thereupon heartily divested himself of shoes and stockings.

Winona, for some reason she could never make apparent to him, believed that boys could not decently go barefoot on the Lord's Day.