“Goody!” exclaimed Jess, aloud. “You’ve got to go, too, Laura.”
“The four candidates named will step forward and receive the nails and the hammer,” said Mary, sternly; but a good many of the older girls were laughing.
It was no laughing matter to the candidates in question, however. Only three approached the president at first.
“Miss Lockwood!” commanded Mary.
“Which one?” giggled somebody in the background.
“Both of them are ‘Dorothy’ now,” said Celia Prime. “This is one time when either is willing that the other should take her place. They declare that on Touch Day Dora was touched twice, once for herself and once for her sister.”
“Then Dora is doubly called now,” said Mary O’Rourke, sternly.
One of the twins pushed the other forward suddenly.
“Oh!” cried the girl pushed. “I’m not Dora!”