“Aren’t you the happiest person in the whole world?” Janet demanded. “You ought to be.”
Phyllis shook her head. “No, I can’t be perfectly happy, for every once in a while I remember that this is our last night, and then I could weep.”
“I know, Taffy said the same thing,” Janet agreed. “But, Phyl, think of next year. We’ll be old girls then.”
Phyllis gave a happy little sigh and snuggled into her pillow.
“Phyl,” Janet whispered after a minute, “I—I’m awfully proud of you.”
Phyllis leaned over and kissed her.
“There!” she said, “that’s the only compliment I have wanted all evening, and I didn’t think I was going to get it.”
They fell asleep almost simultaneously, and the spirit of Hilltop watched their slumbers, equally proud of them both.
[CHAPTER XXI—And Last]
The twins stood in the Hall waiting for their carriage to come for them. Sally and Daphne were with them.