"Oh, my, we must run," she said, flying out the door and pulling Carita after her. "Aunt Lucinda will be serving dinner. Come over, Alec—to-night if you can."
"Perhaps," he called after her. "I'm up to my ears in work just now. Preparing for the Point's no joke, you know."
Aunt Lucinda was serving dinner, and the girls scrambled into their places hastily.
"I wish we could see the We Are Sevens to-night," Blue Bonnet said as she began the meal. "It seems like a year since I last saw them. Sometimes I can hardly remember how they look."
"You will have plenty of time to refresh your memory," Miss Clyde promised. "They have planned for every hour of your visit—almost."
After dinner there was a cosy chat around the fire. There was so much that Aunt Lucinda and Grandmother wanted to know about the school, and so much to tell.
About eight o'clock there was a terrific pull at the door bell—then another—and still another!
Blue Bonnet looked startled. Then she jumped up from her chair.
"It's the We Are Sevens," she said. "I know it is! I'll go."
She opened the door to admit—not only the We Are Sevens, but a number of the We Are Sevens' friends, boys, mostly—Alec in the lead.