"And do you remember the day you told me she had called you Betty, and you didn't know whether to be angry or not?" asked Joy.
Bet turned to Kit. "You see I don't like to be called Betty. That name doesn't suit me at all. It's a lovely name for her, but for me it's ridiculous."
"And you'd better remember that, Kit Patten, for she gets angry if anyone calls her that," said the quiet Shirley.
"There's one girl who does it, and she's no friend of Bet's," laughed Joy.
"Oh, that Edith Whalen! She's always horrid, I wish she wouldn't call me anything. I get angry—so angry that I——"
"Ssh! I'll tell you what she does," whispered Joy. "She scratches!"
"I really don't, but I'd like to."
When the new friend was introduced to Auntie Gibbs she made such a good impression that the old lady's heart opened at once and took her in. But she wouldn't have told Uncle Nat or Bet that for the world.
"Can't we help?" asked Kit.
Bet was about to object but the old woman spoke up quickly. "Of course you can all help. Bet, you and your new friend set the table. And I'll find something for Shirley and Joy to do." Auntie Gibbs was never so happy as she was at times when she had several people to keep busy.