Bob had asked a number of the young people to come and see them and Dolly and Dotty recognised many from their post of observation in the window.
But the mothers of the two girls would not let any of the young people go up to Dotty's room lest the excitement be too much for her.
After the usual quota of rockets and Roman candles there were more elaborate pieces which flamed into fire pictures against the summer sky.
When the fireworks were all over and the young people gone away the girls were told that there was a little more celebration yet to come.
Dolly's bed was pushed back to its place and Dotty was enthroned beside it in her easy chair, when the two boys appeared, each bearing a tray of good things.
"This is your Fourth of July party," said Trudy, who followed. "No one can come to it except the three Roses and the three Fayres."
Genie came in then, and the six brothers and sisters of the two families had a merry feast while their elders remained downstairs.
"It's been a beautiful holiday," said Dolly, leaning back into her pillows as she finished her ice cream. "I never dreamed I'd have any Fourth of July celebration. The fireworks were beautiful and the party things were lovely, but best of all is seeing Dotty again."
"Yes," said Dotty, "I don't know how I've managed to live through the last three weeks. But I expect I can come over to see you every day now."
"We'll see about that," said Mrs. Rose, coming in. "But this party must break up now, and if it doesn't do any harm to our wounded soldiers we may allow more of them. So say good-night, you two D's, and I'll take my little goddess of liberty home."