“Then I’m glad of this frolic,” said Grace, “for it means we get two parties instead of one.”
“Just what you might have expected,” said Trudy, laughing till the tears rolled down her cheeks at the D’s’ account of the feast. “You little geese, not to know that you couldn’t do it! Now, I’ll take you in hand, and give you a few practical lessons, and then when the boys come home, you can astonish them with your skill and dexterity.”
“All right,” said Dolly. “I’ll try to learn, won’t you, Dots?”
“Well, I rather just guess yes!” exclaimed the other D.
CHAPTER XIV
NEWS INDEED!
“I have a piece of news for you,” said Mr. Fayre, as the family sat at dinner one night.
“What is it, Dads?” asked Dolly, as her father paused.
He was still silent, and his face looked a little grave as his eyes rested in turn on his two daughters and on their guest, for Dotty was still there. After a moment, he said:
“I’m afraid it will hit you hard, Trudy, and I know it will make Dolly miserable. So I hate to tell you. But it must be told. I’ve been ordered to Buffalo.”
For a moment the girls didn’t take in just what he meant, then Trudy cried, “Go to Buffalo! To live? All of us?”