Then a big easy chair was arranged for Dotty and the two girls were advised that if they would stay there they would see something worth while.
"Oh, it's so good to see you again," said Dotty, as the others all left the room; "do you hurt terribly?"
"Not so much now, but it was awful at first. Wasn't yours?"
"Oh, terrible. Let's not talk about it. How do you like Bob?"
"He's splendid. How do you like Bert?"
"I think he's great. Oh, Dolly, what fun we could have if we were only well."
"You are. You can go outdoors."
"Not much. This is a special dispensation to-night. And I have to have my arm in a sling four weeks longer. It's in splints you know. I can't do hardly anything with one hand. Bob tries to teach me, but I'm as awkward as a cow. I'm so used to flying at everything with both hands that I can't seem to manage."
"It must be awful. Oh, Dot, there's a sky rocket!"
Dotty turned quickly and looked out of the window. The skyrocket was only the beginning of a fine display of fireworks. Mr. Rose and Mr. Fayre had concluded that was the only sort of celebration the girls could enjoy, so they had bought far more than their usual supply and they made a fine showing.