"It was fine!" said Nellie Laning to Tom. "But, oh, Tom, what a
girl you did make!"
"Wouldn't you like me for a sister?" queried Tom.
"A sister! Oh, dear!" cried Nellie, and began to laugh again.
"You looked like a female giraffe!" put in Grace Laning. "Sam
acted a little boy splendidly. Sam, don't you want a stick of
candy?"
"Yes, mammy, please," squeaked Sam, just as he had on the stage,
and another laugh went around.
In the meantime Dick had drawn Dora to one side. "What is the
news?" he asked anxiously.
"Nothing new," sighed Dora. "Josiah Crabtree has gone to Boston
on business. I am afraid I cannot keep that marriage off much
longer. He seems bound to marry mother, and even if she feels
like drawing back she hasn't the courage to tell him so."
"It's a shame," murmured Dick. "Well, remember what I said, Dora,
if I can ever help you I will." And he squeezed her hand. Before
they separated he gave her a silk handkerchief he had purchased at
Cedarville, one with her initial in the corner, and she blushingly
handed over a scarf made by herself. Dick was very proud of that
scarf, although Tom and Sam leased him about it unmercifully.
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