There were a number of wrappers, and from the last one tumbled a small white box and a card that read, “With best Christmas wishes to Artie Marley, from his friends, Tony Kirby and Will Adams.”
Each card said the same thing, substituting the various names of the Riddle Club members.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” cried Polly, the moment she had opened her box. “How perfectly lovely!”
The little box was lined with blue velvet, and on the blue velvet lay a gold signet ring. There were two letters engraved on the face. They were R.C. Polly lifted out the ring and turned it over. Inside it was engraved with her name and the date.
“And they fit!” said Margy, in surprise, as six rings were slipped on six fingers. “He must have asked our mothers what size we wear!”
And that was exactly what Mr. Kirby had done. He had written to find out what ring sizes to order, and the three mothers had kept his secret carefully.
“He gave us our lovely club pins, and now we have club rings,” said Polly. “I never knew any one so nice!”
“Let’s hurry and write him a letter right away, and Mrs. Williamson can take it to-morrow,” suggested Artie.
Mr. and Mrs. Williamson were supposed to spend New Year’s with the Kirbys in Rye, because they had not gone at Thanksgiving time. But Mrs. Williamson had discovered that she couldn’t go away from home for New Year’s Day, and now they were to leave the next day and have a little visit during holiday week. Fred and Margy were to stay with the Marleys while their parents were away.
The next morning, when Mr. and Mrs. Williamson set off for Rye, they carried a letter signed by all the Riddle Club members, thanking Mr. Kirby and Mr. Adams for their gifts and telling them how much happiness they had given.