“I think I can fix that,” said June. “I will see Miss Tartington about it myself. I don’t believe she will object.”
June and Zona eagerly talked over the plans, deciding on the girls to be invited. Doris took little part in this, which June finally noticed.
“What’s the matter?” she questioned.
“Oh, she was just about heartbroken over that game,” quickly explained Zona. “She can’t seem to forget it.”
“Nor I,” confessed June. “And I think I should feel worse than any one, for my brother pitched. We will make you forget it to-night, Doris.”
“I am not feeling well,” said Doris. “I—I don’t know as I can go.”
“Oh, goodness! What nonsense! Of course you will come. Why, we couldn’t get along without you.”
“Of course you will!” Zona joined in.
Suddenly through Doris’ mind flashed the thought:
“It is my opportunity to show him I don’t care.”