"Some people can't, and you know it. That is why they have us preachers, to go the whole way to meet those who can't, or won't, come a step toward us. I'm afraid—you ought to be disciplined, Rosalie."
Zee leaped up, clapping her hands. "Good. Whip her, Doris. Go on, give her a good one, for once, the bad thing."
"Oh, Zee, Doris can't whip a big thing like Rosalie," protested Treasure anxiously.
"Don't be silly, girls," said Rosalie. "I see what you mean, Doris, and I am quite willing. Pronounce the sentence, General."
"Well, Alicia works on Saturday morning, but she is off in the afternoon, isn't she? So the punishment is that you must have her come and spend the afternoon and stay for supper and all night and go to Sunday-school with us the next morning. Then you will have a good chance to get regularly acquainted with her."
Rosalie went directly to the telephone. "Well, now is the— Oh, Doris, not this week. We are going to stay all night at Adele's you know, and make taffy."
"I am sorry," said Doris gently.
Rosalie soberly searched her sister's face a moment, then without comment, called the number, and asked for Alicia. She gave the invitation in a friendly cordial voice, showing no hint of perturbation or coercion, and after a moment's pause, Alicia accepted.