They would be sophomores when they
returned to high school in September, and while they were willing
to study hard then, they meant to have all the fun they could
before they were bound down to books and lessons again.
"Where you going?" Sister asked one night, finding Louise prinking
before the hall mirror and Grace counting change from her mesh
bag.
"Out," answered Louise serenely, pulling her pretty hair more over
her ears.
"I know--to the movies!" guessed Brother. "Can't we go? Oh,
please, Louise--you said you'd take us sometime!"
"Oh, yes, Louise, can't we go?" teased Sister. "I never went to
the movies at night," she added pleadingly.
"You can't go," said Louise reasonably enough. "We didn't go when
we were little like you. Don't hang on me, please, Sister; it's
too hot."
"I think you're mean!" stormed Brother. "Mother, can't we go to
the movies?"
Mother Morrison, who had been upstairs to get her fan, was going
with Louise and Grace. She shook her head to Brother's question.
"My dearies, of course you can't go at night," she said firmly. "I
want you to be good children and go to bed when the clock strikes
eight. Ralph promised to come up and see you. Kiss Mother good-
night, Sister, and be a good girl.
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