indifference; "I did go with mamma."

"O, but she means now, Topknot; this very Christmas. She said it in a
letter."

"Does she truly?" said Fly, beginning to look pleased. "But it can't be
a _secrid_, though," added she, next moment, sadly, "'cause we can't go,
Hollis."

"But I really think we shall go, Topknot; that is, if you don't spoil
the whole by telling."

"O, I cerdily won't tell!" said Fly, fluttering all over with a sense of
importance, like a kitten with its first mouse.

The breakfast bell rang; and, with many a word of warning, Horace led
his little sister into the dining-room.

"Papa," said she, the moment she was established in her high chair, "I
know sumpin'."

"O, Topknot!" cried Horace.

"I know Hollis has got his elbows on the table. There, now, _did_ I
tell?"

"Hu--sh, Topknot!"

There was a quiet moment while Mr. Clifford said grace.