something will happen to it. And will you do my hair the new way? None
of the other girls in the Glen wear it yet and it will make such a
sensation."

"How did you induce your mother to let you go to the dance?"

"Oh, Walter coaxed her over. He knew I would be heart-broken if I didn't
go. It's my first really-truly grown-up party, Miss Oliver, and I've
just lain awake at nights for a week thinking it over. When I saw the
sun shining this morning I wanted to whoop for joy. It would be simply
terrible if it rained tonight. I think I'll wear the green dress and
risk it. I want to look my nicest at my first party. Besides, it's an
inch longer than my white one. And I'll wear my silver slippers too.
Mrs. Ford sent them to me last Christmas and I've never had a chance to
wear them yet. They're the dearest things. Oh, Miss Oliver, I do hope
some of the boys will ask me to dance. I shall die of mortification--
truly I will, if nobody does and I have to sit stuck up against the wall
all the evening. Of course Carl and Jerry can't dance because they're
the minister's sons, or else I could depend on them to save me from
utter disgrace."

"You'll have plenty of partners--all the over-harbour boys are coming--
there'll be far more boys than girls."

"I'm glad I'm not a minister's daughter," laughed Rilla. "Poor Faith is
so furious because she won't dare to dance tonight. Una doesn't care, of
course. She has never hankered after dancing. Somebody told Faith there
would be a taffy-pull in the kitchen for those who didn't dance and you
should have seen the face she made. She and Jem will sit out on the
rocks most of the evening, I suppose. Did you know that we are all to