“Smart!” exclaimed Bess. “We can be ready as soon as you!”
After supper–or dinner whichever you prefer to call it–the boys went to their rooms to get ready for the little theatre party. The girls, with much whispering and not a little laughter proceeded, apparently, with the same object.
But a little later the motor maids, accompanied by their chaperone, Mrs. Fordam, slipped down a rear stairway, out into the ladies’ parlor of the hotel, and thence into two big limousine cars that awaited them. The girls had on semi-evening dress, with some flimsy chiffon veils over their heads in place of hats, which might account for the speed with which they got ready.
“Isn’t it nice we met those boys!” exclaimed Eline.
“They came just in time to make it possible for us to retaliate,” remarked Cora. “And our boys need a lesson.”
In the somewhat luxurious autos that had drawn up in front of the hotel were four young men in evening dress. They greeted the girls enthusiastically.
“It’s awfully nice of you to come on such short notice,” said one to Cora.
“Oh, we were only too glad to” she answered.