Etta’s tears were gone, almost instantly, as this new world of cheer was opened to her by the girls.
“We’ll be your guardian angels. Would you be willing to have us come and help while away the lonesome hours?”
There was no time for further questions, for suddenly Doris and Kitty heard footsteps on the stairway.
Some one was coming!
“We’ll be caught!” Kitty whispered, starting quickly toward the door.
Doris caught her by the hand.
“We can’t make it! We must hide!”
Frantically, the girls looked about the room. They felt that they were trapped.
“The closet,” Doris hissed.
As they moved on tiptoe toward it, Etta held out her hands toward them.