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Their town playmates, who had come back from their vacations, called at the Bobbsey home, and made up games and all sorts of sports. "For," said Grace Lavine, with whom Nan sometimes played, "school will soon begin, and we want to have all the fun we can until then." "Let's jump rope," proposed Nan. "All right," agreed Grace. "Here comes Nellie Parks, and we'll see who can jump the most."
"Here comes Nan!" exclaimed Grace Lavine, a particular chum of the older Bobbsey girl. Nan, having hurried in to tell her mother the trucks had arrived, now hastened down the path, her hair flying in the wind. "Have you everything? Take good care of Flossie and Freddie! Have a good time, and don't fall into the water!" Mrs.
"Is she nice? Do we like her?" Nina questioned. "I'll tell you who it is, and then you'll know whether you're glad or not," said Mollie. She had been walking backward, and in front of her playmates, and thus she could watch their faces. She looked at them an instant, then she said: "It's Patricia Lavine!"
"The ancient Gletcher, glowing red, Though cold their wonted mien, Bright radiance shed o'er Hofer's head, Loud thundered the lavine!" Haspinger, the brave Capuchin, escaped unhurt to Vienna, in which Joseph Speckbacher, the greatest hero of this war, also succeeded, after unheard-of suffering and peril.
Standing about the soda counter the boys and girls discussed the recent happening. "What did you think, Nan, when you saw the team coming?" asked Grace Lavine. "I really don't know what I did think," answered Nan. "Weren't you awfully frightened?" inquired Nellie Parks. "Oh, I suppose I was.
They were chattering so gaily that they heard no one approach, and when suddenly Patricia Lavine peeped over the wall, they were startled, and wondered how she could have appeared without any one having seen her coming. "Why, Patricia! Where'd you come from?" said Mollie. "Oh, I was walking along and came over because I heard you talking. Whose party is it going to be?" she asked.
The school bell, next Monday morning, called to many rather unwilling children. The long vacation was over and class days had begun once more. The four Bobbseys went off together to the building, which was only a few blocks from their home. Mr. Tetlow was the principal, and there were half a dozen lady teachers. "Hello, Nan," greeted Grace Lavine. "May I sit with you this term?"
Quickly, after the first guests had arrived came the others. Nellie Parks, Grace Lavine friends of Nan, and Willie Porter and his sister Sadie, came first, and Freddie and Flossie let them in, the Porter children being some of their best-liked playmates.
A little figure was mincing along the avenue; its shoes had very high heels, its stockings were pink, and its dress a bright green. A showy hat with many-colored flowers crowned its head, and as the carriage passed it waved a lace handkerchief, thus setting her many bangles tinkling. "That was Patricia Lavine," said Nancy; "Mollie Merton said she saw her just a few days ago."
She was showily dressed, and her many pieces of jewelry made Arabella stare. She did not know that those glittering rings and bangles were worth very little money. "Now, Patricia, you know I don't like to have you buy so much candy," whined Mrs. Lavine. "I haven't much candy," replied Patricia, "that Arabella's got belongs to her." Arabella looked quickly at Patricia. Was not that a sort of fib?
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