Her head ached more and more, and she seemed strangely
slow in her dinner-getting and dish-washing. Her father was away, and
there was no one to help in the clearing-up. It was three before she
had finished.
Outside the sleigh-bells sounded enticing. It was the first sleighing
of the season. Mabel and Ben had been off for a ride, and Arna and
Hazen, too. How Peggy longed to be skimming over the snow instead of
polishing knives all alone in the kitchen. Sue Cummings came that
afternoon to invite Peggy to her party, given in Esther's honour. Sue
enumerated six other gatherings that were being given that week in
honour of Esther's visit home. Sue seemed to dwell much on the subject.
Presently Peggy, with hot cheeks, understood why. Everybody was giving
Esther a party, everybody but Peggy herself. Esther's own chum, and all
the other girls, were talking about it.
Peggy stood at the door to see Sue out, and watched the sleighs fly by.
Out in the sitting-room she heard her mother saying, "Yes, of course we
can have waffles for supper. Where's Peggy?" Then Peggy ran away.
In the wintry dusk the doctor came stamping in, shaking the snow from
his bearskins. As always, "Where's Peggy?" was his first question.
Peggy was not to be found, they told him. They had been all over the
house, calling her. They thought she must have gone out with Sue.
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