"I sha'n't play with him if he comes," Fay kept saying to every name Lonnie wrote.

"You can have your party," said Lonnie, getting up out of the easy-chair and sitting down in a smaller one, "you and your girls. I'm going to learn some new pieces," taking up his little silver blower.

"I don't like boys," Fay kept saying, jumping down off the arm of the chair, and aiming a blow at the spot where her brother had sat with the rustic stick their sister Lucia had brought home May Day.

Lucia was passing the door just then, so she thought she would see what all the noise was about.

"I'd better call you to lunch," said she, and there they were just through breakfast.

Mamma herself came hurrying in at sound of the bell. When they told her about the invitations, she said, "I shall not let you have any party at all, now."

"What makes you change your mind?" said Fay.

"Mamma will give her little girl just one week to find out why she has changed her mind," said Mrs. Miller.

And for all Fay's coaxing, she could not be persuaded to stay a minute longer.
End of Chapter