"Well, but when has she written?"
"Not for a long time. But that doesn't matter. She's my friend, and I'm not going to put anybody else in her place."
Kitty grew exasperated at this foolishness, as it seemed to her, and said:
"Well, then don't put her in Glad's place. Keep her old place empty. But take Delight as a sort of, what do you call it? Substitute friend, and let her come over here to play, same as Dorothy comes to play with me."
"I'd like to do that," said Midge. "I'm awfully glad to have Delight with me, and I know she likes me."
"Then go and telephone her now. Ask her to come over, and play."
"No, not now, 'cause mother is over there, and I'd rather wait till she comes home. Let's all play together to-day."
"All right; here comes Dorothy now."
Dorothy Adams came in, very glad to see Midget again, whom she liked almost as much as she did Kitty. She took off her things, and the girls drifted into the living-room, where King sat reading.
He had a band of red ribbon round his head, in which were stuck a dozen large turkey feathers, giving him a startling appearance.