“Well, I do. I’ll explain and I promise you that it will be all right. If Georgia takes your man he’ll have the time of his life.”
“But she—she wouldn’t care which man she had?” asked Alice anxiously.
“Indeed she will care,” teased Katherine. “She will prefer the one you don’t want.”
“Then it’s all settled,” cried Alice. “You see it is dreadfully awkward because——”
“I see,” Katherine cut her short. “There was a little quarrel, but now it’s made up, and Man Number Two is very much in the way.”
Alice blushed and laughed, but did not deny it. “You must take me to call on Miss Ames,” she said. “But first please explain what I want, and be sure to tell her that I have splendid seats for her. I shall write Tom to-night that he’s going with a regular belle.”
“Say anything you like about her,” encouraged Katherine. “You can’t exaggerate when you’re praising Georgia.”
Next day she sought out Rachel. “I’m in a fix,” she explained. “I’ve boosted Georgia too hard. All the rest of you tell your little tales and then find a hole to crawl out of. But as far as I can see, I’ve got to produce my Georgia.”
“Oh, no,” said Rachel, when she had heard the whole story. “Have her send Alice a note to say that she has been called away from college for the week.”