"No, she's got an awful lot to do. She suggested Miss Crosby. So I asked her. She said she'd love to— I'd rather have had Miss Porter, on account of Connie—but I didn't like to say so."
"Evelin and Mildred will come; they were a little cold at first," Polly said, "but they're all right now, and crazy to see Connie."
"How about the Dorothys, Lo?" Betty demanded.
Lois chuckled wickedly.
"They have made other plans for this evening, and will be unable to go," she said, sadly. "I didn't urge them."
"Good; that leaves about fifteen—just the right number for the wagon." Angela consulted her list. "I've got enough crackers and chocolate for everybody," she added.
"Look at the time!" Betty exclaimed. "Who keeps study hour to-night?"
"The Spartan."
"Oh, Lordy! Well, I'll have to be late. Somebody tell her I have Mrs. Baird's permission, if she misses my smiling face."
"Where are you going?" Polly asked.