Nan and her friends moved over against the wall and another party came
rustling in to take the seats in that row nearest to the aisle. Not until
this crowd was seated did the party from the Mason house realize that it
was anybody whom they knew.
Then Pearl Graves' rather loud voice broke in upon Nan and Walter's
whispered conversation:
"Why! see who's here?" she cried. "Hullo, Walter Mason. Who's that you've
got with you? Nan Sherwood, I'll be bound. And Grace, and Bess Harley.
Hullo, girls! Is the show any good?"
"For goodness' sake!" interposed the sharp voice of the girl on the other
side of Pearl. "Can't we go anywhere without running up against that Nan
Sherwood and her crowd?"
"Oh, you be still, Linda!" laughed good-natured Pearl. "You ought to
be pleased as Punch to see Nan and Walter. Between them they just
about saved your life when Granny Graves' horses ran away with you the
other day."
Little Inez was on Nan's other side and immediately Nan gave her
attention to the child, leaving Walter free to talk with the new-comers
if he chose.
"Did you like that picture, dear?" asked Nan of the little one.
"Hi! I liked it where the fat man slipped up on the soap at the top of
the stairs and slid to the bottom where the scrub-woman left her tub of
water.
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