"What's the matter, Marian? I thought you had plenty of money. You've been saving your allowance for weeks to spend at the Fair."
"So I have, but I lost my pocketbook with every bit of the money at the Fair to-day."
"Why, Marian Davenport," Beth gasped.
Marian burst into tears. Beth rushed up to her sister and threw her arms around her neck.
"I'm awfully sorry, Marian."
Marian brushed the tears away and continued:
"I hate to have papa and mamma think me so dreadfully careless, so I'm not going to let them know, but I've just got to have some money. Beth, won't you lend me part of yours? I'll pay you just as soon as I can get some more."
Beth hung her head. "I'm awfully sorry, but I've spent all my money."
Marian looked at her in surprise. "Why, Beth Davenport, how is that?"
Beth seated herself upon the floor. "Well, Marian, you know both you and I decided to buy mamma's birthday present before the Fair began for fear we wouldn't have anything left to buy it with. Well, after that I had only a dollar."