told me that as soon as he made definite plans he would let me know."

"You told us that two weeks ago," Grace reminded her. "And we haven't
heard from him yet."

"It does seem to take him a long time to make up his mind," sighed
Amy.

Betty, who had been trying to read a novel, closed the book and turned
to them with a laugh.

"Goodness, you all sound doleful," she told them. "It seems to me that
we ought to be able to live through it, even if we don't get Wild Rose
Lodge for the summer. There are plenty of other things we can do,"

Mollie turned upon her indignantly.

"How you talk, Betty Nelson," she scolded her. "As if we could
possibly have as good a time anywhere else as we could at Wild Rose
Lodge. Think of being in a real hunting lodge out in the woods away
from everybody! Why, it will be a real adventure--"

"All right. I surrender-- don't shoot," laughed Betty, coming over and
perching on the railing beside Mollie. "I admit we should probably
have more fun at the lodge than we could anywhere else. I was only
trying to look on the bright side of things in case our plans should
fall through. Hello-- who's this?"

"This" proved to be Mollie's little sister Dora, or "Dodo," as she was
called by almost everybody. With a sigh of relief, the girls saw that