I am determined that we shall see it together."

"When does he play it?"

"A week from Saturday night."

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I shall be out of town at the end of next
week."

"Oh, dear? Honestly? Can't you put it off? I want so much to go."

"Impossible. Go with your father."

"You know very well neither of us would go off and leave Mamma alone at
night. It is horrid of you to go. I am sure you could manage differently
if--"

"Why, my child!"

She was actually pouting; and her father's quiet tone of surprised
reprimand just headed off two great tears that threatened to fall.

"I know," she said, trying to smile, and showing an April face instead;
"but I had just set my heart on going, and with Louis too."

"That comes of being a spoilt only child," put in Arnold, suavely. "You
ought to know by this time that of the many plans we make with ourselves,
nine out of ten come to nought. Before you set your heart on a thing, be
sure you will not have to give it up."