She hastily scribbled a note which said, “I’ll give you half.”
“Honest?” asked Tod, from across the room. “Cross your heart?”
Hastily Dotty “crossed her heart” and Tod signified assent to voting for her candidate.
“For,” Dotty reasoned, “if Bernice isn’t elected and Dolly goes away, I shan’t go to the dance. And if Dolly stays, I’ll be so glad I won’t care who I dance with!”
The votes were taken and the tellers went into another room to count up.
Breathlessly the Two D’s awaited the result. It seemed as if the word would never come. At last, the door opened and the tellers came back. As soon as she saw their jubilant faces, Dolly knew her doom. They all wanted Molly, and it must be that Molly was elected judging from their smiling looks.
And sure enough, the result, as stated, was that Molly Mooney was elected Class President by a majority of three.
“How awfully close!” said everybody, and there was general rejoicing, for many of those who had promised to vote for Bernice and who did vote for her, really preferred Molly.
Dolly said no word, but went to the cloakroom for her wraps. Dotty followed and two more gloomy, sad little countenances you never saw. They started homeward, alone, for they had hastened out before the others who went their way.
“Where you going?” said Dotty, as Dolly turned a corner.