However, if she must, she must.

Grandmother Bailey was on the whole lenient.

Elizabeth was too much of a success, and too willing to please her in all things, for her to care to cross her wishes.

So Elizabeth wrote on her fine note-paper bearing the Bailey crest in silver: _"Dear Grandmother:_ I shall be delighted to go to the picnic with you, and I'll bring a nice big box of candy, Huyler's best.
I'm sure you'll think it's the best you ever tasted.

Don't get Lizzie a parasol; I'm going to bring her one to surprise her.
I'll be at the house by eight o'clock.
"Your loving granddaughter, ELIZABETH." Mrs.Brady read this note with satisfaction and handed it over to her daughter to read with a gleam of triumph in her eyes at the supper-table.
She knew the gift of the pink parasol would go far toward reconciling Aunt Nan to the addition to their party.