here at home, longing to be with us! No-sir-ee! I just couldn't pos-
SIB-ly! So just you remember that, old girl; no Dolly,--no Dotty! And
that's SURE!"

There was a ring in Dotty's voice that proclaimed an unshakable
determination, and Dolly knew it. She knew that no coaxing of Bernice
or even of Dolly herself, could make Dotty go without her chum.

For chums these two were, in the deepest sense of the word. They were
together all that was possible during their waking hours. They studied
together, worked and played together, and occupied together their
little house, built for them, and called Treasure House.

Dolly knew she couldn't enjoy going anywhere without Dotty, and she
knew Dot felt the same way about her. But this was such a big,
splendid opportunity, that she hated to have Dotty miss it, even if
she couldn't go herself. The two girls said good-night, and Dolly went
back to her family in the library.

"I hate terribly to disappoint you, Dolly darling," began her mother,
and the tears welled up in Dolly's blue eyes. This beginning meant a
negative decision, that was self evident, but Dolly Fayre was plucky
by nature and she was not the sort that whines at disappointment.

"All right," she said, striving to be cheerful, and blinking her eyes
quickly to keep those tears back.

"Now, look here, Edith," said Mr. Fayre, "I don't believe I can stand
this. I don't differ with you regarding the children, but I do think
you might let Dolly go on this party. Even if it does take a week out