"Nor I don't," said Susy.
"Nor me neither," chimed in little Prudy, glad to know what to say.
Aunt Madge shook her curly head. "I guess you mustn't have a party," said she, "if you slight good little girls because they are poor. Why, I should ask her a great deal quicker, because it isn't often she has any thing nice to eat at home."
"So would I," said Grace, looking ashamed. "You may put her name down, auntie."
"Yes, put her name down, auntie," said Prudy.
Such a time as there was to get ready for that party! Aunt Madge and aunt Louise worked with all their might, cooking nice things, and the children were too happy to keep still. Susy's mother had gone back to Portland.
When the first little girl arrived, Grace and Susy hadn't the slightest idea what to do with her, and aunt Madge had to go in and set them to playing "Puss in the corner."
The next girl that came was Abby Grant.
"I s'posed ye wouldn't come," said Prudy. "We never asked you."
"Why, child," said Grace, blushing, "yes we did ask her, too."