you see what we've got, too--something awfully good. We got Mrs. Farnham
to let us put up the best lunch you ever saw!"

"Yes you did!" gibed Walter. He wasn't half as much afraid of Margery
and the other girls who never teased him, as he was of Dolly Ransom, and
he didn't like them as well, either. Perhaps it was just because Dolly
made a point of teasing him that he was so fond of her. But he picked
up the pail, obediently enough, and went off. When he was out of hearing
Bessie shook her finger reproachfully at Dolly.

"I thought you were going to be good and not tease Walter any more!" she
said, half smiling.

"Oh, he's so stupid--it's just fun to tease him, and he's so easy that I
just can't help it," said Dolly.

"I don't think he's stupid--I think he's a very nice boy," said Bessie.
"Don't you, Margery!"

"I certainly do, Bessie--much too nice for a little flirt like Dolly to
torment him the way she does."

"Well, if you two like him so much you can have him, and welcome!" cried
Dolly, tossing her head. "I'm sure I don't want him tagging around after
me all the time the way he does."

"Better be careful, Dolly," advised Margery, who knew her of old. "They
say pride goes before a fall, and if you're not nice to him you may
have to come home from the festival tonight without a beau--and you know
you wouldn't like that."