“And if those folks you know have any clothes to give me,” said Henrietta, longingly, “I hope they’ll be fashionable.”
CHAPTER XVII
BROADCASTING
Darry and Burd were planning another trip on the Marigold, and so had little time to give to the girl chums of Roselawn. Burd wickedly declared that Darry Drew was running away from home to get rid of Belle Ringold.
“Wherever he goes down town, she pops up like a jack-in-the-box and tries to pin him. Darry is so polite he doesn’t know how to get away. But I know he wishes her mother would lock her in the nursery.”
“It is her mother’s fault that Belle is such a silly,” scoffed Amy. “She lets Belle think she is quite grown up.”
“She’ll never be grown up,” growled out Darry. “Never saw such a kid. If you acted like her, Sis, I’d put you back into rompers and feed you lollipops.”
“You’d have a big chance doing anything like that to me, Master Darry,” declared his sister, smartly. “Even Dad—bless his heart!—would not undertake to turn back the clock on me.” 135