Her engagement stood.
"Mother thinks Ruth Royal is snobbish," commented Bobby, as her
mother serenely departed for the little sewing circle of the country
church in which she maintained a keen interest and which she
virtually supported. "As far as that goes, I think she is. But Louise
told her we'd come and call on her, and I think a promise ought to be
kept."
"Well, I'll go with you if Betty will," said Louise. "I don't see
why you pick out a perfectly lovely afternoon to martyr us all in,
but if it must be done, let's get it over with. Esther and Libbie
have wheedled dad into taking them to the movies, and I suppose we
can go in the car with them."
The three ascended the stairs to put on their best bibs and tuckers
and came down again to find Mr. Littell and the other two girls
joyously arranged on the back seat, with Carter having hard work to
keep from smiling at their jokes and quips.
"How elegant we look," jeered Mr. Littell, whose injured foot was
still stiff but who began to talk about returning to his office. "I
don't suppose you could be persuaded to go to see 'The Rose-Pink
Curtains' with us, and have a sundae afterward?"
Bobby shook her head sternly.
"Don't tempt us when we're having a hard time to do our duty," she
admonished.
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