"She did not mean to do it—it was when I was running after Aleck—and she was very sorry. Then I found she didn't know anybody, so I went for Bess, and she had a good time after that," Carl explained briefly.
"She has lived in London, and different places abroad," Bess added.
"May we go to see her, auntie? We told her we would if you'd let us."
"Louise, you should never promise to visit people till you know something about them," said Aunt Marcia reprovingly.
"Her name is Dora Warner, and she boards with her mother at Mrs. West's on Chestnut street, and her father is dead. I think we know a good deal about her, Aunt Marcia," Bess said demurely.
"I am going to see her, and take her a chocolate mouse," Carie suddenly announced, having been a silent listener while she captured a handful of mice.
"I want to know what it is you like so much about your new friend," said Uncle William.
"What do you think of her, Helen?" his wife asked of the little girl, sitting so quietly beside her.
"Oh, I like her, Aunt Marcia, ever so much. She asked me to come to see her, and she is older than Bess."
"There is no nonsense about her," said Carl.