"It is awfully sweet of you to stand treat, Eugenia." "I think so, too," exclaimed Betty, adding her thanks.

Joyce rose, gathering up her sketching materials.
"Are you going to the house ?" asked Eugenia.

"Then ask Lloyd if she won't send word to Alec to saddle the ponies, and tell her we want her to take a short ride with us before lunch.

Don't say where we are going.
We'll surprise her." "All right," answered Joyce, moving off down the path.
"And Joyce," called Eugenia after her, "please tell Eliot to brush my hat and put some new laces in my boots.

I'll be there by the time the ponies are at the house.