CHAPTER XIII.
AN EXCITING NIGHT.
Had Aunt Pike had even the faintest suspicion of what was to happen during her absence he would have given up her party then and there and have remained at home, even though Anna was to receive a prize and to recite.
But, fortunately for her peace of mind, she suspected nothing, and they both went off quite cheerful and excited through the cold and mist of the December evening to the scene of the triumph of Anna's genius-- Anna with her head enveloped in shawls, her feet in goloshes, her muslin skirts covered with a mackintosh and a fur-lined cloak.
When it came to the moment of departure she felt so sorry for those left behind that she could not help expressing it.

"I wish you could have come too, and had some of the fun," she said excitedly.
"Do you ?" said Betty bluntly.

"Well, I don't.

So you needn't feel unhappy about it.

We would rather have 'bread and scrape,' or nothing at all, at home.