"Ah, you can't expect perfect accuracy under such trying circumstances," laughed Nettie Vance.
"Wait, Lu," said Evelyn, softly; "let me help you with your cloak, or you will be sure to hurt those poor fingers."
"How kind you are, Eva!" whispered Lulu, her face lighting up with pleasure as she accepted the offer; "how good to me! Oh, it is nice to have such a friend as you!"
CHAPTER XVIII.
"For what I will, I will, and there's an end."
SHAKESPEAKE.
Max was on the veranda, waiting, like the little gentleman he was, to hand the girls into the carriage.
Hardly were they seated therein and the door closed upon them, when he exclaimed, "Why, what's the matter?"
"Why do you think anything is?" queried Rosie, with an attempt to laugh.
"Because you all look so excited, and—what's your hand wrapped up for,
Lu?"