“There’s no need to argue O’Hara’s case further, dear,” she said. “I agree with you. O’Hara is a real American, and I promise to help him in every way I can.”
“I’m so glad!” sighed Mary Louise, and she lay back on her pillows.
“And I am, too!” added Irene, whose tender heart had been deeply touched by Mary Louise’s recital of O’Hara’s story.
“Then, we’re unanimous!” smiled Josie, and added, good-naturedly: “Have you noticed that it’s always unanimous when Mary Louise sets her heart on a thing?”
Mary Louise laughed lightly.
“Oh, Josie, how you exaggerate!” she said.
“Girls! Girls!” exclaimed Irene. “Here we are exchanging pleasantries, and we haven’t yet decided how we are going to help Danny’s uncle!”
Irene was the most practical-minded of all of Mary Louise’s girl friends, and she was never so happy as when planning some kind deed for others.
“What would you suggest, Josie?” asked Mary Louise, after a little silence had fallen on the group.
“Well,” said the girl slowly, “I think my best plan would be to get in touch with dad. He is still in Washington; at least he was there when I left several weeks ago. I might wire him about the case, and tell him to have Crocker patch things up with the Boston bank. I am sure dad would do it for me. What do you think of the idea?”