“I don’t believe I would, Marj,” she advised.
“Why not?” demanded the other.
“Because—it might look funny. I forgot to tell you last night because I was asleep when you came home, that Queenie Brazier called up and asked for one of us. Naturally I answered, since you were at the athletic association. She wanted to know Mr. Richards’ address, and whether she might invite him to the scout meeting on Saturday night.”
“Well, of all things!” cried Marjorie, bursting out laughing.
“So you see it would look rather queer if you went after all,” Lily concluded.
“Yes, it would——. Well, there’s only one thing left for me to do at this late date—and that is invite Jack.”
“Great! Go to it, Marj!”
Marjorie used all her powers of persuasion upon her brother, and finally prevailed upon him to promise to break another engagement in her interest. So long as John could not go, she knew that she preferred Jack to anyone else.
Though not wildly excited about the event herself, she could not help catching some of Lily’s contagious spirits.
“Do your hair nicely, Marj!” the latter commanded.