"I'm going down to the depot to meet them." The depot was in sight of The Beeches, not more than three minutes' walk distant.
"Can't go back on your trade!" sang out Elise.

"Can't go back on your trade!" "Oh, you take it, Elise," coaxed Allison.

"It's my regular turn to-morrow.
I'll make some fudge in the morning, if you will." Elise considered a moment.

"Well," she said, finally, "I'll let you off from your trade if Kitty will let me off from mine." "No, _sir!_" answered Kitty.

"A trade's a trade.