"Let me find one uzzer one," pleaded Carie, depositing her prize on her uncle's knee, and continuing the search.
"Of course you have had a 'perfectly lovely' time," said Uncle William as the party-goers entered.
"Indeed we have," answered Louise, establishing herself on an arm of her father's chair. "And we've found the nicest girl," she added.
"I found her," said Carl.
"She is the girl who brought Carie home yesterday, and we like her very much," explained Bess.
"Annie May hasn't any politeness; she didn't introduce her to more than one or two people. Think of being at a big party like that and not knowing anyone!"
"That is not a proper way in which to speak of your hostess, my son," said Mr. Hazeltine.
"How did you happen to get acquainted with her?" asked Aunt Zélie, smiling at Carl's vehemence.
"Auntie, it was the funniest thing you ever heard of!" Louise exclaimed. "She tripped him up with a croquet mallet!"
"She must have been desperate," remarked her father, pulling one of the long braids that hung over her shoulder.