Lucia looked interested and asked Betty why she had not asked her to help with the gifts. “I could have done something as well as not,” she said.
“There’s plenty of time to do something,” Betty told her. “We’re going to dress dolls for Christmas and, I imagine, fill a basket again. How would you like to dress a doll?”
Lucia smiled at that. “I’ve never dressed a doll in my life,” said she, “but I’ll buy one and have it dressed. That would be fun. I’ll tell you what we’ll do. I asked Mother if I might have you for a week-end some time, and we’ll see to it then—if you’ll come. Will you?”
“Of course I will!”
“That was what I wanted to plan at Thanksgiving, but I found that I could not, on account of all Mother had on hand. I have a few worries to talk over with you, if you don’t mind, and I’ll get one of the maids to do most of the sewing. Do you know about doll patterns and things like that?”
“I think so; enough, anyhow.”
“Perhaps we could have a meeting of the girls at our house and everybody dress dolls together.”
“That will be wonderful, Lucia! You will join us, then?”
“Yes, Betty. I’m a Lyon ‘Y’ forever, always provided I don’t have to do too much.”
“I’m not worried about that, Lucia. You see, it doesn’t take much time for meetings. We just try to live up to a few ideals, and hear good talks, and have fun, and do a little sometimes for poor people.”