"
Left alone, Brother and Sister sat down on the front stairs. Molly
was out and Daddy Morrison and Dick had gone to a lodge meeting.
Jimmie was studying up in his room and Ralph was out in the barn
putting some things away.
"There's that old clock!" said Brother crossly as the
Grandfather's clock on the stair landing boomed the hour.
Eight slow, deep strokes--eight o'clock.
Sister settled herself more firmly against the banister railings.
"I'm not going to bed," she announced flatly. "If everybody can go
to the movies 'cept me, I don't think it's fair, so there!"
Just how she expected to even things up by refusing to go to bed
Sister did not explain. Perhaps she didn't know. Anyway, Brother
said he wasn't going to bed either. Ralph came in at half-past
eight to find them both playing checkers on the living-room floor.
"Thought you went to bed at eight o'clock," said Ralph, surprised.
"Mother say you might stay up tonight?"
"No, she didn't," admitted Brother, "but she went to the movies
with Louise and Grace. Everybody is having fun and we're not."
Ralph didn't scold. He merely closed up the checkerboard and put
it away in the book-case drawer with the box of checkers.
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