"Well, I'm glad you didn't invite us to go, for we'd never have done it," declared Mary, as the others laughed.
"Take a chance on a beautiful doll, only ten cents. Won't you young ladies take a chance?" said a boy, stepping up to them and waving a handful of tickets.
"How do we know she's beautiful?" asked Uncle Billy. "We'd like to see her first."
"Only a few tickets left," urged the boy, "you'd better take them now. The doll's right over there in the glass case for you to look at."
The three girls darted off for a peep at the doll and Uncle Billy, after buying four tickets from the boy, followed them, and all stood gazing at the beautiful large French doll.
"Oh, if one of us could only win her!" exclaimed Mary, "she would be so stylish at our parties with that lovely French look, and we would call her Mlle. Marie, like your French teacher, Beth."
"We'd have to have very fancy parties when we invited her," responded Beth, "or she might turn up her nose."
"We will call out the winning number from this spot in just a half hour from now," called the ticket seller, "and everyone be on hand who has a ticket."
"Let's have some ice cream," suggested Uncle Billy, "it'll help pass the time while we're waiting to find out who's the lucky one."
"Oh, goody, I love ice cream!" exclaimed Mary. "Uncle Billy, you always think of the nicest things."