"Spare my blushes, Vera," cried Rob. "Say, girls, I'm mighty glad to see you. How long are you to stay? A week?"
"We are going back to Glenmore Saturday," Dorothy said, "and we start at nine in the morning. There is no one at the Stone House but the servants, and it was so lovely to come home with Vera."
"It surely was the best thing that you could do," Rob replied earnestly, for he knew by a slight quiver in her voice that Dorothy was a bit homesick.
Nancy heard the odd little quiver when Dorothy was speaking, and she hastened to speak of cheery things.
"We've had just the dearest visit, and we've been to the theater, to a big fair, to see a hall hung with beautiful pictures, and how we have enjoyed it all!" she said.
"I'll do the entertaining to-morrow," said Rob. "I'll take you all to see something that will be no end of fun."
"What will it be, Rob?" Vera asked, but Rob tweaked her curls, and laughed.
"That's my secret," he said, and they had to be satisfied with that.