"
"Here are the Stanton girls, anyway," said Patty, as two young ladies came
walking towards them.
Elsie and Mildred Stanton came up to the group on the veranda with a
slightly embarrassed air.
"Good-evening," said Mildred; "you look as if you were going to have a
lawn-party."
"Why, we are," said Bumble, "if anybody comes to it. I'm glad you've
arrived, anyway, Come in."
"But,--we weren't invited," said Elsie, a little stiffly. "We came over on
an errand."
"Indeed you were invited," said Bumble, warmly. "Do you suppose I'd leave
you out, my dearest chums? But really, didn't you get an invitation? How
funny! They were sent out on Tuesday."
"No," said Elsie, "but if it was a mistake, and you meant to invite us,
it's all right. But we didn't know it, you see, so we're not in party
frocks. As nobody else is here yet, I think we'll run home and dress up a
bit, and then come back again."
"All right," said Bumble, knowing her guests would feel more comfortable if
suitably dressed,--and they lived near by. "Skip along, girls, and hurry
back.
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