"Yes," answered Sue, who with Bunny, had been waiting down in the hall for the "company."
Into the elevator the poor children piled, and soon they were up in Aunt Lu's nice rooms. The place was so nice, with its satin and plush chairs, that the children were almost afraid to sit down. But Aunt Lu, and Mrs. Brown soon made them feel at home, and when the cake, ice-cream, and other good things, were brought in, why, the children acted just like any others that Bunny and Sue had played with.
"Say, it's real ice-cream all right!" whispered one boy to Maggie Walsh. "It's de real stuff!"
"Course it is!" exclaimed the big girl. "Didn't she say it was goin' to be real!" and she nodded at Sue.
"I t'ought maybe it were jest a joke," said the boy.
Aunt Lu had not had much time to get ready for Sue's sudden little party, but it was a nice one for all that. There were plenty of good things to eat, which, after all, does much to make a party nice. Then, too, there was a little present for each of the children. And as they went home with their toys, pleased and happy, there was a smile on every face.
They had had more good things to eat than they had ever dreamed of, they had played games and they had had the best time in their lives, so they said. Over and over again they thanked Sue and her mother and Aunt Lu, and Bunny—even Henry, the elevator boy.
"We'll come a'gin whenever you has a party," whispered a little red-haired girl, to Sue, as she said good-bye.
"And youse kin come to our make-believe parties whenever you want," said the big girl.
"Thanks." Sue waved her hands to the children as they went down the street. She had given them a happy time.