"Oh, yes, we will," said Dolly. "They asked to call on us, and I said
I'd ask you, Uncle Forbes. Would it be all right?"
"Bless my soul, Dolly! I don't know. I've so little knowledge of etiquette for young people. Ask Mrs. Berry, whatever she says, you may do. Who are the boys? Hosmer? Knapp? Oh, they're all right. I know the families. But as to their calling, put it up to Mrs. Berry. And, by the way, how'd you girls like to have a party, a real one?"
"Like the one we went to to-day?" asked Bernice, doubtfully. "I don't care much about it."
"Well, have some other kind. There must be other ways of entertaining.
What would you like, Bernice?"
"I'd like a little party,—but I suppose that would have to be formal, too."
"Oh, gracious, you old hayseed!" exclaimed Alicia. "You go back to the country! I'd love to have a party, Uncle, the biggest and grandest there is! Muriel Brown would invite the people for us, I'm sure. Oh, it would be just heavenly! We'd have an orchestra, and a midnight supper, and—oh, and everything!"
"Hold on, my child, don't go too fast! We'll only have what you all agree on. Come, two D's, what do you say?"
"We oughtn't to say," laughed Dolly. "It's for your nieces to choose. And anyway, Dot and I like everything, and we'd enjoy any kind of a party—or no party at all."
"You've a nice disposition," said Mr. Forbes, looking at her. "Don't you ever lose your temper?"
"She hasn't any to lose!" Dotty answered for her. "In fact, she's too awfully good-natured for any use! But she has other faults. She's as stubborn as a perfectly good mule! Aren't you, Dollums?"