‘’You’re Mr. Laurence’s grandson,’’ she blurted out. ‘’I’ve seen you before. You live next door to us.’’
The boy nodded. ‘’Hello,’’ he said, ‘’I’m Laurie. I’m hiding because I hardly Know anyone here.’’
‘’You know me now,’’ said Jo, with a grin. ‘’I’m hiding because of my dress,’’ she confessed, showing him the burn.
Laurie laughed. ‘’Let’s dance a polka down the passage where no one will see us,’’ he suggested.