that," and she stretched out on the bench to show how "deliciously lazy"
common health makes a girl.

"You certainly do your appetite justice," said Dorothy laughing. "Aunt
Libby says it's one thing to eat, and another thing to make your eating
'tell.' Now, you make your food--"

"'Tell.' Certainly I do, and make it 'tell' out loud too. I weigh--how
much do you think?"

"About ninety?"

"One hundred and five," declared the girl. "I wish you could go away for
a week. I am sure you would pick up and get the peaches back in your
cheeks."

"We will go away in vacation time," replied Dorothy. "This month will
not be long going around."

"Now I must run back home. I have not had a chance to tell mother a bit
of news. You know it was the luckiest thing, ma wanted me to go to
Rochester, and when the fuss came all I had to do was clear out. Ma had
been waiting for me to get a new dress and she was so tickled when I
said I would go in my old one. You see, Dorothy, Aunt Mary gives us lots
of things, and no one had been out this spring. Nannie, that's my
cousin, is just a little larger than I am, and oh, you should see the
scrumbunctious dress I am going to wear to the picnic! It is perfectly--
glorious!" and Tavia wheeled around on her toe, threatening her boasted
one hundred and five pounds avoirdupois with disaster.