"Grandmother and I think that Mrs. Paterno has been a trifle too
exciting for you young people the last few days. We think you need a
change of thought as well as that young woman herself."
They all sat and waited for what was coming, quite unable to guess what
proposition he was going to make.
"Helen and Roger are somewhat older and stand such upheavals a little
better than you girls, so my plan doesn't include them."
"Just us three?" asked Ethel Brown.
"Just you three. Here's my scheme; see if you like it. I have to go
over to Boston to-morrow on a matter of business and it occurred to me
that it would be a pleasant sail on the Sound and that you'd be
interested in seeing the city--"
"O--o!" gasped Dorothy; "Cambridge and Longfellow's house."
"Concord and Lexington!" cried Ethel Brown.
"The Art Museum!" murmured Ethel Blue.
"And Bunker Hill Monument, and, of course, the Navy Yard especially for
this daughter of a sailor," and he nodded gayly at his granddaughter.
"Grandmother will go, to take you around when I have to attend to my
business, and we can stay a day or two and come back fresh to attend to
Mrs.
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