“ ’Course I’ve been thinking it out. But don’t you tell anybody that I have. You get dressed, instanter! Do you hear?”
Dotty heard, and obeyed, and soon two calm, serene girls were on their way down to breakfast.
The subject was not mentioned at the table. The elders purposely avoided it, and the Two D’s had no desire to discuss it.
It was only as she was starting for school, that Dolly said to her mother, with a quivering lip, “Mumsie—when—”
“In about a month, dear,” said Mrs. Fayre, kissing the trembling mouth. “Don’t begin to think about it yet.”
The two D’s started off in silence. After a block or so, Dotty said, “Shall you tell the girls?”
“No,” said Dolly, shortly. “Don’t mention it, Dot. This afternoon in the house, I’ll tell you something.”
Dotty could scarcely wait till afternoon, and then when that time arrived, Dolly decreed that they should learn their lessons first, before she told the “something.”
“You’re getting terribly good!” grumbled Dotty.
“I know it. I’ve got to be. Perhaps then I’ll get something I want.”