be glad to get away from Katharine. He says he gets so tired of
her."

"We'll ask him, then," said Polly. "I think 'twould be a good idea
to start early, so I'll go out to tell Mary about lunch, and have
John harness right away."

She was gone for some time, and when she came back to Molly in the
sitting-room, her face was flushed and her eyes were shining with
an angry gleam.

"Why, Polly?" said Molly, raising her eyebrows inquiringly.

"It's that horrid Mary!" responded Polly, casting herself down on
the sofa with unnecessary vigor. "I don't see what we are going to
do, Molly Hapgood; I've a good mind to send you right straight off
home."

"You've done it before now," Molly began teasingly, but seeing the
real trouble in her friend's face, she relented and asked, "What's
gone wrong, Polly?"

"It hasn't gone, it's only going," answered Polly lugubriously.
"It's Mary. She says mamma has been promising her a vacation for a
long time, and that she's going to take it now, for it's such a
good time when part of the family are away. I told her she
mustn't; but she says she's going to, or else she'll go for good.
I don't dare let her do that, but whatever am I going to do,
Molly? She's going right off now, and you'd better go home to
stay." And Polly rose and stalked tragically up and down the room,