"All good things have an end," he returned with a sigh. "This evening seemed quite long when it began,—but it's gone already," he added crossly.
"What a spoiled boy you are," she said laughing, amused at his erratic moods. "There is always another beginning, you know. I will go again, and again, and again!"
"Will you?" he asked eagerly, and the sunny smile came back.
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Monday morning, Betty resumed her regular school work. On her return in the evening, a special delivery awaited her.
She knew George's hand-writing, and opened it quickly.
"Dear Betty,
"I have determined suddenly to take Alma and Harold away for a change. Will start tomorrow morning early. We may be gone a long time, so try to call tonight. We wish to bid you 'good-bye.'
"Yours in haste,
"George."
With an odd mixture of feelings, Betty went to Alma's home.
She found her anxiously awaiting Betty.
"I was so afraid you might miss our letter, dear," she said. "I couldn't be happy in going, without saying 'Good-bye' to you."