“And you must all go home and study,” she said shaking her golden head at them. “I want you to have good lessons to-morrow, and cheer Miss Party up.”
“I’ll tell her she’s looking blooming,” said Tad, laughing over his shoulder as he went away.
“I’ll tell her she’s a perfect peach!” declared Tod, and then with gay good-byes they parted.
CHAPTER IV
THE HIGH SCHOOL DANCE
“Oh, I don’t know,” said Mrs. Fayre, doubtfully, when Dolly asked her about going to the dance with Tod. “You’re not old enough to go to an evening party with an escort. Why, you’re only fifteen.”
“But this is a school party, Mumsie, and it seems different.”
“I think so, too,” said Trudy. “I went to High School parties with the boys when I was fifteen,—or sixteen, anyway.”
“But sixteen seems so much older. Why, Dolly’s wearing hair-ribbons yet.”
“Well,” and Trudy laughed, “they’ll allow hair ribbons at a High School dance. Why, Mother, it’s part of the course, in a way. It teaches the boys and girls how to behave in Society—”
“Dolly can learn that at home.”