that worthless old brother of yours, honey."

"I love him awfully," replied Grace, adding with a little puckering of her
forehead: "But I am going to tell you something, Betty, that I wouldn't
tell to any one else for the world. I'm jealous, actually jealous! of
Amy."

Betty gave a merry little laugh and slipped an arm about her chum.

"Gracie dear, we never would have known that if you hadn't told us," she
said dryly. "Don't you know," as Grace looked at her reproachfully, "that
we have all been perfectly well aware of that ever since Will first began
to make eyes at Amy?"

"I can't help it," Grace retorted, while sudden tears sprang to her eyes.
"I've known him longer than she has, and we've loved each other ever since
he was two and I was two weeks! Did you see the way he looked at her?" she
finished dolefully.

"Yes. But of course you couldn't see the way he looked at you," said Betty
quickly. "And I did."

"Oh, did he look glad to see me? Did he?" demanded Grace with pathetic
eagerness.

"Of course he did, you little goose," said Betty, adding with a chuckle:
"You've been spoiled, that's all. You've been so used to being the
only pebble on the beach, dear, that you can't be content with
being just one of two."