“No, not exactly that, O Suspicious One,” Laura denied, “But the truth is that Amelia and I had thought of a going away party too, and we were down in the village to find out about how much it would cost.”
“Just a whole gang of people with a single idea,” Rhoda laughed.
“And that idea is Nan!” Bess agreed. “Now let’s get busy before she comes,” she continued as she raised her arm to note the time. The watch had been a Christmas present and Bess was still self-conscious about it and very, very proud. “It’s four-thirty,” she said. “We’ll all have to get ready for dinner shortly, and Nan will be here, if she isn’t coming already,” she added as she heard footsteps in the hall.
“Sounds like Mrs. Cupp,” Laura whispered.
“It was,” Bess breathed a sigh of relief. “No one else rustles like that.”
“Good reason,” Laura couldn’t help adding. “No one else has a figure like that.”
The girls giggled appreciatively.
“How will we organize this?” Bess appealed to Rhoda for help.
“Let’s have committees,” Grace answered the question.
“I’ll take charge of food,” Laura jumped in with a suggestion.