"First, we must all wash and brush up, for we are invited out to dinner!" Mrs. Clyde departed to suit the action to the words.
"Invited out—?" Blue Bonnet gazed at the girls incredulously.
"The boys of Camp Judson, represented by Knight, have invited us over there—"
"And we didn't waste any time in accepting!"
"Wasn't it thoughtful of them?" Blue Bonnet beamed on every one. "Now aren't you glad we brought the pinoche?"
"Let's go and dress," Debby urged.
"Dress?" echoed Blue Bonnet. "What are you going to wear—your pink panne velvet or your yellow chiffon?"
"Why, Blue Bonnet," said Sarah, "you know we haven't any clothes with us but these!"
Blue Bonnet groaned. "Then why is that worldly-minded Debby talking about dressing for dinner?"
"I meant wash and comb our hair," Debby protested.