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And, somehow, Alicia, all the things that you think are fun, are the sort of things she doesn't stand for. That's all. Doll isn't a prig, is she, Bernice?" "No; she's as fond of fun as anybody. But Alicia rubs her the wrong way." "I don't mean to. Only I don't see any harm in pranks that SHE thinks are fearful." "Well, you ought to bless her for getting the Coriell matter fixed up.
"And it's a wonder she took a step out of her way to speak to us kids. But friends of Coriell, of course." "Is she so very busy?" asked Dolly her eyes wide with interest. "Well, she's a society belle as well as a popular actress. So, I s'pose, she has more or less on all the time. There's no time for much of anything in New York. I say, can't us fellows come to see you girls? When? Where?"
"Probably just like yours," smiled Dolly; "but it always tastes better if somebody else makes it." "Not always! It depends on WHO makes it. This is fine!" "Even if we are not doing it on the sly? I declare, Alicia, I can't understand that feeling of yours. I s'pose you don't care so much about Mr. Coriell, since Mrs. Berry is willing." "It does take the snap out of it," Alicia admitted.
I'm the heroine of the hour! Who went on your desperate and dangerous errand, I'd like to know! Who got permission to invite your old Coriell man to tea? Come, now, declare the fudge party a feast in my honour, or call it off!" "It is! it is!" laughed Alicia. "To the victor belong the spoils.
Coriell until the others were tired of the subject. And even when the D's were nearly ready for bed, and, in kimonos, were brushing their hair, Alicia burst into their room, exclaiming, "I've the grandest plan! I'm going to invite Mr. Coriell to come here and call on me!" "Alicia Steele!" Dotty cried, "you're not going to do any such thing!" "Yes, I am.
Alicia's letter was mailed next morning and to her surprise a reply arrived about noon, brought by a messenger. It said: My dear Miss Steele: Your welcome invitation is here. I cannot accept for to-morrow as I have an important engagement then, but I will do myself the pleasure of calling upon you TO-DAY at four o'clock, and trust I may find you at home. Sincerely yours, BAYNE CORIELL.
"Will Uncle Jeff come down, do you think?" "I doubt it. However, I'll tell him you expect Mr. Coriell, and he can do as he likes." Mrs. Berry had a peculiar twinkle in her eye, and Alicia noted it, and wondered what it meant. The whole affair seemed mysterious, for she had not supposed Mrs. Berry would be so ready to receive this strange young man.
"I don't know," said Dolly, mindful of the Coriell episode. "I'm not going to say yes till I know what's right. I'll ask Uncle Forbes." "Do. Here's a telephone call that'll reach us. Let us come soon." And then Mrs. Brown appeared, spoke a few words to the girls, and the hoys with them, and in a moment everybody was going home.
"How can you say so!" and Alicia looked at the others in scorn. "You'll never find any actor who can hold a candle to Coriell! I have his picture, Uncle," and, excusing herself, she left the table to get them. "H'm, yes, a good-looking man," agreed Mr. Forbes, as he scrutinised the photographs. "But, Alicia, you mustn't fall in love with every operatic tenor you see.
"No; I have my duties, and I observe them properly, but to preside at tea is not one of them. Your uncle expressly ordered that." "Do you mean Uncle Jeff ordered that we should receive Mr. Coriell alone?" "Well, he didn't direct that I should be there. If he wants to come down, he will." "Very well," and Alicia suddenly became dignified, "we can manage.
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