Alene's face clouded.
"I'm afraid I can't find a battered dress or a patched bonnet. Will I have to stay at home?"
"No, you goose! Just wear the plainest you have!"
CHAPTER XVII
IN THE BERRY PATCH
As if in a dream Alene heard a voice:
"It's after five o'clock, Miss Alene. You better get up if you want to be ready by six!"
Alene sat up with a yawn. She blinked her eyes and gazed solemnly at the rosy, smiling face of the little maid.
"I wonder why it's so much easier to get up the night before!" she ejaculated.