“So’m I, that I was.”
And peace being declared and ratified, the Two D’s went to sleep so successfully that they were late to breakfast.
“The country’s safe,” remarked Trudy, after the pair had started for school.
“How do you know?” asked her mother.
“Signs. Lots of ’em. They talked to each other, not at each other. And they smiled and sang, and were generally in fine spirits.”
“Well, I’m glad of it. I hate to have them so childish and silly.”
“I ’spect all girls are. They’ll outgrow it. And they are two such sensible, nice, little girl chums, that I don’t believe it will happen often.”
Nor did it. In all their lives, Dotty and Dolly never again had one of those foolish “mads” that most school girls know so well.
They had differences of opinion frequently, very frequently; and often they had hot, hasty words; but the quarrels were of short duration, and ended amicably and lovingly.