"
Roy's eyes opened wide.
"But I shall go too, shan't I, Aunt Judy?"
"I am afraid not just yet. You are not fit to rough it; besides we
couldn't lose both our boys!"
"But I must go if Dudley goes, I must!" and Roy's tone was passionate
now. "I won't have him go away from me--I've lost Rob, and that is bad
enough--You wouldn't take Dudley away from me, too, Aunt Judy!"
"Hush, hush, we will not talk any more about it now. He will not go
till after Easter, and that won't be here yet."
Miss Bertram was sorry she had broached the subject, when she saw Roy's
distress, and going downstairs sent Dudley up to play with him.
Later on when she was sitting with her mother in the drawing-room a
small head appeared. "May I come in, granny?"
It was Dudley, and his round and rosy face was unusually solemn.
Marching in he took up his position on the hearth-rug, his back to the
fire, and with his hands deep in his pockets, he turned his face rather
defiantly toward his grandmother.
"Granny, I'm not going to school without Roy."
"Hoighty-toity! What next, I wonder. Is that the way for little boys to
speak to their elders. You will do what you are told as long as you are
in my house, as your father did before you.
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