“You never asked him!” was the accusation she hurled.
“I did—on my scout word of honor!”
Lily shook her head, incredulously.
“If I know John Hadley, he’d manipulate his engagements, even if they were important, so that he could go with you. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Only of course I didn’t get down on my knees to beg him to.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” murmured Lily, regretfully. “I thought that it was going to be such a wonderful party—with John and Dick both there.”
“It can still be wonderful without John,” returned Marjorie, lightly. “But tell me, Lil, whom shall I invite?”
On Friday morning she told Lily that she was not going at all.
“I think that I’ll drop in on my scout troop, instead,” she remarked.
Lily knitted her brows.