Neale and Agnes were still "scrapping" in their own peculiar way. The beauty accused Neale again of being a harsh critic.
"You never do say a good word about any of my friends," she declared.
"He's wise in not doing so," laughed Ruth. "Then there will be no starting point for jealousy."
"Now you've said something!" declared Neale.
"Humph! He wouldn't know a real sweet girl if he met one," Agnes said.
"Oh, yes. I know a sweet girl," the ex-circus boy said with twinkling eyes.
"Who is she!"
"Carrie Mel," returned Neale quietly.
"Carrie Who?" demanded Agnes, while the little folks, too, pricked up their ears.
"And there's that very pleasant girl—Jenny Rosity," the boy said with a perfectly serious face. "And I'm sure that Ella Gant is one of the very best of girls—"