Part 43 (2/2)

”So do I,” said Dotty, ”and I'm glad and proud that Dollyrinda and I are chums of two such talented and distinguished girls.”

”And _I_'m glad, Alicia,” said her uncle, ”that you have a taste for writing. I shall be glad to help you cultivate it and I've no doubt that Mr. Turner can give you valuable advice. Of course your early efforts can't amount to much, but if you care to keep at it, you may yet do good work. Well, then, do I understand, that you accept my invitation to live with me?”

”Yes, indeed, you dear, darling old uncle! I'll live with thee, and be thy love! as the poet sings.”

”Then run away to your party now, and we'll settle all further details to-morrow.”

”And you'll forgive me, Alicia, for misjudging you?” said Dolly, still smiling at her funny mistake.

”Yes, indeed, you blue-eyed angel! And you'll forgive me for thinking you read my note. In it, Marly said he thought he could get his father to read my ma.n.u.script and I was SO excited over it. But of course I know you wouldn't touch my letter only I was so upset over it, I hardly knew what I said.”

”Oh, that's all right. And, girls, won't we have the great times having Alicia come to Berwick to see us all?”

”Yes, and having you all come here to visit me!” returned Alicia.

”We'll always be chums,” said Dotty. ”These days together have made us inseparable friends.”

”The Forbes quartette,” said Dolly. ”Only Bernice is named Forbes, but I mean Uncle Forbes' quartette.”

”Yes,” said Jefferson Forbes, ”my four friends, my Rosebud Garland of Girls.”

THE END

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