Wouldn't you like to go to aunt Martha's, and stay all the afternoon and all night ?" Dotty gave a little purr, like a happy kitten.
"O, yes, if they'll let me drink choclid out o' that silver mug." "But who'll go with you ?" said Prudy.

"There, I know--Abby Grant! I'll go ask mother." Prudy thought that she herself could not possibly be spared just now to walk as far as aunt Martha's.
Abby Grant, who was supposed to be a good child, was very glad to take charge of Dotty, and called for her at two o'clock.
Aunt Louise was in the kitchen, whipping cream.

"O, my suz," said Dotty, with shining eyes; "mayn't I taste o' those bubbles 'fore I go ?" Aunt Louise poured the foaming cream over some jellies, which stood in glasses.
"You shall have some to-morrow," said she, pausing to kiss Dotty, her favorite niece.

Then she led the two little girls into the dining-room, where the long table was already spread for Company.

Dotty could hardly keep her hands off the nice things.
"There," said aunt Louise, giving each of the children an orange, "now you may go.