Pearl hazarded that the harbor was very beautiful, and learned that Mr. Wood's office looked north--up the Hudson. She must be careful.
Durland inquired with a friendly grin whether Uncle Anthony had frightened her to death.
"Frightened me?" said Pearl, trying to gain time.
"Some people are awfully afraid of him."
"Naughty little boys are," said Dolly.
It always annoyed her to see her brother sitting at the foot of the dinner table. They had fought about it for five years--whether she as eldest child or he as the only man in the house ought to occupy this place of honor.
"I'm not afraid of him," said Durland.
"Oh, are you a naughty little boy?" said Dolly, laughing in an
Mrs. Conway, to avert war, began talking about the day's schedule—the problem of how to work in a few lessons without interfering with any of the more important pleasures of her children.
"Antonia first, I think. Wouldn't that be your idea, Dolly--