"Oh, he did! So I see that my Janice is a real 'do something' girl."
"Why, yes, I hadn't thought of that," she agreed, all smiles at his praise. "I did do something, didn't I? Gummy is going to work for Mr. Harriman, and that'll help them. But it was about Amy and Stella Latham's party I wanted to tell you"
"Oh, was it, indeed?" her father murmured.
She related the circumstances attached to the coming party and
Amy Carringford's reason for not being able to go.
"And you ought to see Amy in that pink and white dress. She's just too sweet for anything!"
"All right, daughter. I agree to give your little friend the frock if her mother is willing."
"I just made Mrs. Carringford agree," said Janice, bobbing her head earnestly. "They are awfully proud folks."
"With a proper pride, perhaps."
"I guess so. They are real nice anyway—even if Gummy does wear patched pants."
"And does he?" asked daddy, seriously. "Perhaps we had better look through my Wardrobe in his behest."