"Oh, yes, I see! But they couldn't do it for all."
"Then there'll be trouble! And I don't know as I should blame them any. Why should one of the family have all the good times and loads of presents, and nobody else have anything—huh!"
"It hasn't established a precedent by any means," asserted Miss
Major.
"Indeed, it has! And they ought to have thought of that before they began."
"I doubt if any such thing ever occurred to Polly and Doodles," interposed Miss Sterling. "They were thinking only of giving Miss Lily a pleasant birthday. I am glad she had so many presents."
"Well, Mr. Randolph meant she should have enough candy for once, didn't he? A five-pound box certainly! If she eats it all herself, it'll make her sick! I don't suppose she ever had so much at one time before, and she won't use any judgment about it. It would have been in a good deal better taste to have given her a simple pound box."
"Oh, no!" laughed Miss Major. "I'd rather have a five-pound box any time! And so would you!"
"I suppose he's used to that size," retorted Miss Castlevaine. "He probably gives 'em to his girl by the cartload—huh!"
"Who is she?" queried Miss Major.
"Why, that Puddicombe girl! He is engaged to Blanche
Puddicombe—didn't you know it?"