"Then you've started already?" said Eleanor.
"No, not yet," said Dolly. "I'm going to wait—"
A shout of laughter interrupted her.
"Oh, yes, we know! Until you have just one or two last ones—"
Dolly flushed dangerously for a moment. But her new control over herself, that she was fighting so hard to maintain, saved her from the sharp reply that was on her tongue.
"You might let me finish," she said. "If I swore off now I suppose the time while we're here would count toward an honor bead, but what's the use of swearing off something I can't get, anyhow? I'm going to swear off the first time I see a soda fountain!"
"Good for you, Dolly!" exclaimed Eleanor, heartily. "That's the right spirit."