"Now, 'Licia," protested Dolly, "if you're going to begin raving over that man again!"
"Well, I am!" declared Alicia. "I just can't help it!"
Nor did she seem able to curb her enthusiasm, for after the girls went to their rooms, she kept on extolling Mr. Coriell until the others were tired of the subject.
And even when the D's were nearly ready for bed, and, in kimonos, were brushing their hair, Alicia burst into their room, exclaiming, "I've the grandest plan! I'm going to invite Mr. Coriell to come here and call on me!"
"Alicia Steele!" Dotty cried, "you're not going to do any such thing!"
"Yes, I am. Uncle Jeff said we could invite anybody we wanted to,—that's permission enough for me."
"But he didn't mean some one you don't know at all,—and an actor at that!"
"I don't care. He didn't make any exceptions, and I'm going to do it.
I'm going to write the note."
She went back to her own room, and sat down at the pretty little escritoire that was there.
"How shall I address him?" she asked, but more of herself than the others.