"It's a shame. I wish you could stay longer."
"So do I. But I'm glad to go back, too. I go to a lovely school there, and I know the nicest girls and boys."
"Nicer than Rockwell children?"
"Oh, I don't know. Yes, I guess so. My most intimate friend is a lovely girl. Her name is Florence Lawton. Isn't that a pretty name?"
"Why, Gladys Fulton! I'm your most intimate friend! Do you like her better than me?"
Gladys' eyes opened wide.
"Midget Maynard," she said, "what do you mean? Of course you were my best friend here, but when I'm out there don't you s'pose I've got to have somebody else to play with and to tell secrets to?"
Somehow this idea made Midget's heart lighter. It justified her in taking
Delight as a chum in Gladys' place.
"Yes, of course," she responded. "Our letters don't seem to amount to much, do they, Glad?"
"No, I'm no good at all at writing letters. Don't you have any chum in my place, Mopsy?"