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The crimson car deposited Betty, with her
baggage, at the Lee home, late in the afternoon.
Doris, in a fine humor, was just helping her
mother set out their light Sunday evening
supper. Betty had wondered how Doris would
be and had determined not to do any "raving"
about her good time, for fear Doris might think
she was "crowing" or "gloating" over it; for
Doris was a little difficult at times; and it was
not unnatural that she should wish to share her
elder sister's happy times. But Doris herself
asked to hear "all about the life of the nobility."

"I suppose you had a gorgeous time, Betty,"
said she.

"Oh, yes, and so many girls came Saturday
afternoon and we're having the prettiest dolls
fixed for the Toy Show. I can scarcely tell you
fast enough. When we sit down at the table,
I can tell all the details you'd like to know."

But Doris was full of her own plans and told
Betty how her mother was letting her "stay all
night" with Stacia Barnett, a recent friend,
whom Doris was admiring at present with all
her freshman heart. There was to be a fresh-
man party that afternoon, a Christmas party,
near the Barnett home; so Doris was to go
home with Stacia and stay that Friday night
and perhaps over Sunday, the Sunday before

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