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You know mighty well you like the movies as well as I do . '' `` Acting up like a young smarty ! '' Mother said , but she obediently put on her hat -- Lord , no , not the new small hat ; that was kept to impress West Skipsit , Massachusetts -- and as she trotted to the movies beside him , the two of them like solemn white puppies venturing away from their mother , she occasionally looked admiringly up , a whole inch up , at her hero . They took the steamer for Massachusetts at five o'clock . When the band started to play , when Mother feared that a ferry was going to collide with them , when beautiful youths in boating hats popped out of state-rooms like chorus-men in a musical comedy , when children banged small sand-pails , when the steamer rounded the dream-castles of lower New York , when it seemed inconceivable that the flag-staff could get under Brooklyn Bridge -- which did n't clear it by much more than a hundred feet -- when a totally new New York of factories and docks , of steamers bound for Ceylon and yachts bound for Newport , was revealed to these old New-Yorkers -- then Mother mingled a terrific apprehension regarding ships and water with a palpitating excitement over sailing into the freedom which these two gray-haired children had longed for all their lives , and had found during two weeks of each year . Father was perfectly tremendous . He apprehensive ?