"Who forgets?" demanded Mabel, bouncing in at the front door.
"You," returned Jean and Bettie, with one accusing voice.
"Prove it."
"You forgot to take Rosa Marie home last night."
"I never did. I took her every inch of the way home, stayed with her all alone in the dark for pretty nearly a year, and then had to bring her all the way back again, walking in her sleep. So there, now!"
"But why in the world didn't you leave her with her own folks?"
"Her horrid mother wasn't there. And between 'em, I didn't get any supper and only a little sleep."
"But what are you going to do?" queried astonished Jean.
"After she drinks this quart of milk," explained Mabel, "I'm going to take her home again."