As she stood on the porch waving her hand to them, Allen hesitated a moment, started forward, then ran back again.
"There will come a night," he whispered, close in her ear, "when you won't get rid of me so easily."
And Betty, left alone, smiled a new smile at the stars.
CHAPTER XI
A SLACKER?
Two weeks went by after the great night, two weeks of ceaseless activity. The fame of Betty's lawn party had spread all over Deepdale, and countless smaller affairs on the same order had been given. As imitation is always the sincerest flattery, the girls were delighted.
"For we have the fun of knowing we started it," Mollie had said.
"Yes," said Betty. "We've made people understand that the Red Cross needs money, but, girls, there's another branch of the war work that isn't receiving much attention."
"What's that?" queried Grace, interested. It was just like Betty to have things entirely thought out before she said anything about them. "I never saw anybody with so many plans as you, Betty. You make my head swim."
"Well, there's the Y.W.C.A.," Betty explained. "It's doing wonderful work, but it will need a great deal more money than it has now, to keep it up in these war times."