"Oh, I'm so glad of that," said Dorothy. "I hope——"
But at that moment Tavia poked her head in the door to see what was going on in Dorothy's room, that she had not come to her chum, or summoned her, to talk over the events of the evening.
"Ned is calling for you, Mrs. White," said Tavia.
"I'll go at once; but remember," she commanded playfully to the two girls, "no more chattering to-night. To-morrow is another day."
"Oh, dear!" exclaimed Tavia, when the door had closed on Mrs. White and the two girls were alone in Dorothy's room, "I'm so frightened, Doro, dear. I should have gone home. What am I going to say to my father?"
"I will do all the saying that is necessary," bravely offered Dorothy. "It was I who kept you."
"Yes, and I know why."
"Why, then?"
"Simply to fix it up for me. You never could intrust me with such an important commission."
"Well, I am sure when I have a chance to speak to your father—but, dear me, there are so many things!"