“Yes, afraid, and ashamed that somebody might think she was loving and kind. When I found that out, I felt different. I was sorry for her.”
“I know she loves you dearly,” Eleanor admitted.
“She’s a dear old bear who growls just for fun, and I hope she comes to the party. Grandma will come, I know, and——”
“So will Father and Bob,” finished Eleanor.
“Oh, I can scarcely wait for Wednesday!”
They were at the post office by this time. On their way home they discussed their plans.
“Billy will bring the tables to the play house on Tuesday,” said Mary Frances, “and we’ll all do everything we can to get ready.”
“What shall we have for refreshments?” Eleanor asked.
“Why, I think it would be lovely to have everything from our garden—of course, excepting the ice-cream,” Mary Frances laughed. “I wonder how this would be:
Tomato and Lettuce Salad with Mayonnaise Dressing
Creamed Potatoes
Cucumber Relish
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Sandwiches
Green Pepper and Cheese Nasturtium
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Ice-Cream
Spearmint Jumbles
Coffee