of school, she'll get enough general information and experience from a
week in the city to make up."

"That's just it, Will. But the experiences she gets there may not be
the best possible for a little girl of fifteen."

"Oh, fifteen isn't an absolute baby. Remember, dear, Dolly is going to
grow up some day, and she's getting started."

"And another thing. I asked Mr. Forbes a few questions while you were
talking to Bernice, and it seems this other girl, the niece, Alicia,
is attending a very fashionable girls' boarding school."

"Well, what of that? You speak as if she were attending a lunatic
asylum!"

"No; but can't you see if Dolly goes to stay a week with wealthy
Bernice Forbes and this fashionable Alicia, she'll get her head full
of all sorts of notions that don't belong there?"

"No, I won't, mother," murmured Dolly, who, again on her mother's arm
chair, was looking earnestly into the maternal blue eyes, so like her
own. And very lovingly Mrs. Fayre returned the gaze, for she adored
her little daughter and was actuated only by the best motives in
making her decisions.

"And, here's another thing," said Dolly, "Dot won't go, if I don't. It
seems too bad to spoil HER fun."

"Oh, yes, she will," said Mrs. Fayre, smiling. "She would be foolish