“We can take care of them. It will be fun.”
“We can?”
“Certainly. Why not? They’re just like any other children. In fact, mother thinks they’re always more natural and interesting when they come to the library.”
Rosa simply stared. Her big blue eyes were indeed lovely now in her pretty round face, which had lost the flesh which before had all but disfigured it. Her “figger,” as she termed her form, was also much more shapely than it had been in early summer, for magical as the result of her simple new living rules really were, there was no denying its reality. Nancy was watching her now with undisguised admiration.
“Yes,” she repeated, “it will be fun, and we can get Durand’s car—”
“Oh, Nancy, I know!” almost screamed Rosa, “we’ll have them here and say they were entertained by Betty, by Mrs. Frederic Fernell! Betty adores that sort of thing and why shouldn’t we do it?”
“We’ll have to, I guess,” said Nancy dryly, “so just come along and prepare Margot.”
CHAPTER XXIV
A REAL HOLIDAY
It was amazing how everyone joined in preparing for those children.