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"Phyllis, Phyllis, if you don't stop acting like a crazy person I don't know what I shall do," Miss Carter sighed later in the morning as Phyllis, growing more and more excited as the minutes passed, flew upstairs and down, upsetting everything in her effort to keep busy. "I know, Aunt Mogs, but I can't help it.
"No," Phyllis returned to the subject under discussion "I'll never marry, but that doesn't mean I don't like boys. I do. I adore them. They are such fun and much more sensible than most girls, but I wouldn't admit that to any one but you, Auntie Mogs, because, nice as they are, they are fearfully conceited and that would keep me from ever being silly about them."
"We have news for you, wonderful news." He left the 'phone, grinning. "I guess Mother had her hat on before she hung up the receiver," he laughed. "She didn't even wait to say good-by." "No wonder," Auntie Mogs said, her lips brushing Don's gold hair. "I want my daddy," Don announced. "I want to tell him lots of fings about that bad mans and that silly old woman who said she was my nurse.
At a little after six, he told the girls to be ready to go out, and Auntie Mogs suggested that they wear their prettiest frocks. "Of course you can do as you like," she said with a twinkle in her eye, "but I am going to wear my black lace." "Auntie Mogs, you know what the surprise is," Phyllis accused. "Tell us, please do." But Auntie Mogs went off to her own room, singing softly to herself.
They are all very anxious to see the pictures," Auntie Mogs replied, "but perhaps we'll stop in for a minute to see your beautiful Akbar on our way home." She left them and hurried off, and again an unhappy silence fell upon them as they finished their luncheon. "Let's go up to the snuggery," Janet suggested; "we don't have to help Lucy for hours yet."
"But we are going to Tom's in June," Phyllis reminded her. "And when we come back Sally will be going back to that hateful old school again," Janet added tragically. "Oh, dear, dear, dear," laughed Auntie Mogs; "it's a very black world, isn't it? I wonder, if I told you a secret, if you would cheer up and see the sun shining once more?"
They danced and played games until twelve o'clock, and then Peter and Jack took them home in the sleigh. On Christmas Day they went again to Mrs. Todd's and found all their gifts piled up under their little tree. Auntie Mogs had sent over even the New York presents and the ones from Tom. One little box for Phyllis was the greatest surprise of all.
"Auntie Mogs, do say something," Janet begged. "Wait and see," Miss Carter laughed, and they had to be content with that. Saturday dawned clear and warm; the sun beamed and spread his rays to the farthest corner of the sky. It looked as though some one had ordered a day for a picnic, and Dame Nature had done her best to satisfy them.
"Don't you think after that you might rest awhile?" Auntie Mogs inquired. "Saturday comes but once a year; I mean, week," Phyllis chanted, "and it's foolish to rest." "I have an idea," Tom said suddenly; "if you promise not to tickle me in the station when I go to buy my ticket and behave yourselves generally, I will give you a surprise party.
Phyllis spoke so sharply that the girls turned to look at her: her eyes were still flashing but her lip trembled. "I can't bear it," she added more softly. "Sorry," Sally said penitently, and they walked in silence until they reached the house. "Auntie Mogs, we're all very unhappy," Janet began as they stopped to greet Miss Carter in the hall. "Little Donald Keith has been kidnapped.
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