"Good for you !" said Bernice, but Dolly demurred.

"I don't think you ought to, Alicia," she said. "I don't believe my
mother would like me to take it."

"Nonsense, Towhead! I'm just going to get trifles. Nobody could object
to my giving you a tiny token of my regard and esteem. Let me see,--
how about silk sweaters? They're always handy to have in the house."

Unheeding the girls' protestations, Alicia selected four lovely
colours, and asked the saleswoman to get the right sizes.

Dolly's was robin's egg blue; Dotty's salmon pink; Bernice's, a deep
orange, and Alicia's own was white, as she declared she already had
every colour of the rainbow.

Then she selected an old rose one for Mrs. Berry, getting permission
to exchange it if it should be a misfit.

Alicia ordered the sweaters sent to her uncle's house, and the bill
sent to her father. This arrangement seemed perfectly satisfactory to
the shop people, and the girls set off for home.

"I feel uncomfortable about that sweater," announced Dolly, as they
were on their way.

"That doesn't matter," laughed Alicia, "so long as you don't feel
uncomfortable in it! Remove that anxious scowl, my little Towhead; I
love to give things to my friends, and you must learn to accept