But I dearly love the one you call Betty.

She came into my room one night when I had the tooth-ache, and brought a spice poultice and a hot-water bag.

Mamma was at a concert, and Fanchette was cross, and I was so miserable and lonesome I wanted to die.

But Elizabeth knew exactly what to do to stop the pain, and then she stayed and talked to me for a long time.

She told me about a house party she went to last year, where the girls all caught the measles at a gypsy camp, and she nearly went blind on account of it." "That was _my_ house pahty," exclaimed the Little Colonel, "and my mothah is Betty's godmothah, and Betty is goin' to live at my house all next wintah, and go to school with me." Fidelia swung farther around on the piano-stool, and faced Lloyd in surprise.