Miss King’s voice recalled her, “I can give you
a costume, one of my ’kerchiefs will do, and I know how to make a Nightingale cap. We’ll part your hair in the middle and fix it low on your neck and—”
They took the rest of the afternoon to discuss the plans. It was not until the dressing hour that Polly and Lois saw Betty again. She had apparently found her costume without any trouble, for she had been skating all afternoon.
“The ice was bully,” she greeted them. “Where have you been all this time?”
“With Miss Porter; did you find your costume?” Polly answered.
“Yes, first thing. Have you decided what you’re going as?”
“Yes, but we’re not telling,” Lois teased. “We thought out peachy ones.”
“Ah, please.”
“No, never.”
“Do you know what any of the others are going as?”