"What shall we do with Ruth and
Miss Burton both gone?"
"Tell them the rest, Ruth," urged Arthur.
"The rest? Oh, yes. After the reception Uncle Jerry and his
wife--doesn't that sound grand?--are going off somewhere for a week,
and Mrs. Hamilton is going to take me to New York to meet them."
"And Mr. Hamilton and Mr. A. Hamilton are going, too," added Arthur
with great satisfaction.
It was Ruth's turn to look surprised. "Why how perfectly grand!
You never said a word."
"Father just suggested it to-night and I thought I'd surprise you.
He's planning to have four days there before you sail."
"Fine old plans," said Betty soberly. "It's all very nice for Ruth,
but I feel as if all the dolls I ever had were stuffed with sawdust."
"So do I," added Dorothy, with a little catch in her voice.
Charlotte said nothing, but to the surprise of every one she put
her arm around Ruth in a way that was more eloquent than words.
The Candle Club party threatened to end in melancholy fashion,
but the irrepressible Joe came to the rescue as usual. "Ruth can't
leave the country," he announced decidedly. "She has too much live
stock to look after. To my knowledge she owns half a horse, and
the whole of a very enterprising kitten.
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