“I’m not too sure about that,” said Frank.
“It’s the best news I ever heard,” cried Doris, dancing round.
“The twins will be there. The dear, darlin’, bold, noisy, darlin’ twins.”
CHAPTER XXVIII.
THE PARTY.
They all went from “Gillong” except old Joe, and he came out to see them off, and told them that there wouldn’t be anyone as nice as them there, and to fly round and enjoy themselves. The station was a blaze of light as they drove up, and buggies were coming from all directions, and motor-cars and a few horsemen.
“Oh, dear, I’m getting shy!” said Eva. “I do hope I don’t keep like it, or I won’t enjoy myself a bit.”
They were all too excited to feel shy when they alighted, and were led off to take off their wraps.
“What do you think?” gasped Eileen, as she took off her cloak before going down to the party room. “I’ve seen four gipsies already. I’m sorry I’m not old Queen Elizabeth or Mary of Scots, or some of them.”
“Never mind, I’m sure you’ll look as nice as any of them,” said Miss Gibson. “Come along, now, and forget any grievances and enjoy yourself right merrily.”
Enjoy themselves they did, and after a while Eileen didn’t care if there were forty gipsies there. They danced and sang and played games in the moonlit garden, and there were such a lot of nice boys and girls; and how they did talk!