“Well, why not?” she asked pluckily. “We like dancing. Why shouldn’t they like it in Dogtown just as much?”
“Unanswerable, I’ll say!” Darry rejoined, but smiling broadly. “I believe you were born to be a ‘Miss Fixit’ for all mankind. You’ll go in for settlement work and all that when you get through school.”
“Nothing of the kind!” Jessie cried, in some heat. She did not like to have Darry poke fun at her. Somehow that hurt. “But I’d be ashamed if I did not want little children like Henrietta to have a good time, and have it while they are young enough to enjoy it.”
“Hullo!” exclaimed the college youth. “You’ll stand well in ‘psyche’ when you become a co-ed, Jess. I can see that.”
At that Jessie laughed again. She did not think she was interested in psychology at all; but she knew she was very much interested in Henrietta and her little friends. Especially was she anxious to learn all about Montmorency Shannon’s radio set.
“He’s going to get it, he says,” she whispered to Amy when they next were together. “Says he’s ordered it from the factory. Montmorency and his radio set, I mean.”
“Oh!” said Amy. “Whom is he buying it from? Do you know?”
“Let’s ask him,” said Jessie. “I do want to know just how he is going to pay for it. Think! Fifteen dollars is a lot of money for those Shannons. Why, Monty’s jacket is in rags.”
Amy began to giggle. “Radio is certainly becoming more important than jackets and shoes.”
But Jessie sighed worriedly. “I do wish we knew about Mark’s watch and what became of it. I hate to suspect those children.”