alittlecrossly.
'Don'tyouwishyouwascomin',Liza?'askedSally.
'Na!IcouldifIliked,butIdon'twantter.'
'Youareacoughdrop—thet'sallIcansay.Ketchmerefusin'whenI'avethechanst.'
'Well,it'sdonenow.Iain'tgotthechanstanymore.'Lizasaidthiswithjustalittleregretinhervoice.
'Comeondahntothe"RedLion",Liza,andseeusoff,'saidSally.
'No,I'mdamnedifIdo!'answeredLiza,withsomewarmth.
'Youmightaswell.P'raps'Arrywon'tbethere,an'youcankeepmecompanytill'ecomes.An'youcanseethe'orses.'
Lizawasreallyveryanxioustoseethebrakeandthehorsesandthepeoplegoingbutshehesitatedalittlelonger.Sallyaskedheronceagain.Thenshesaid:
'ArrightI'llcomewithyer,andwitetillthebloomin'oldthingstarts.'
Shedidnottroubletoputonahat,butjustwalkedoutasshewas,andaccompaniedSallytothepublic-housewhichwasgettinguptheexpedition.
Althoughtherewasstillnearlyhalfanhourtowait,thebrakewasdrawnupbeforethemainentranceitwaslargeandlong,withseatsarrangedcrosswise,sothatfourpeoplecouldsitoneachanditwasdrawnbytwopowerfulhorses,whoseharnessthecoachmanwasnowexamining.Sallywasnotthefirstonthescene,foralreadyhalfadozenpeoplehadtakentheirplaces,butHarryhadnotyetarrived.Thetwogirlsstoodbythepublic-door,lookingatthepreparations.Hugebasketsfulloffoodwerebroughtoutandstowedawaycasesofbeerwerehoistedupandputineverypossibleplace—undertheseats,underthedriver'slegs,andevenbeneaththebrake.Asmorepeoplecameup,SallybegantogetexcitedaboutHarry'snon-appearance.
'Isay,Iwish'e'dcome!'shesaid.''Eislite.'
ThenshelookedupanddowntheWestminsterBridgeRoadtoseeifhewasinview.
'Suppose'edon'tturnup!Iwillgiveit'imwhen'ecomesforkeepin'mewitin'likethis.'