like our dear old German."

"They call it the Virginia Reel in Dalton," said Tavia, not meaning to
deprecate the value of the society dance mentioned.

"Yes, and that is the correct name, too," agreed Mrs. White, "for
almost all the good figures of the German were taken from the old time
country dance. But I am warm! I must go in at once or I may check
this perspiration too quickly. Dorothy, don't walk too far with
Tavia," she remarked, as both girls prepared to leave the porch, "I
have some little things to talk over before tea."

"Only to the turn," replied Dorothy, with her arm wound lovingly around
Tavia, "I just want to finish about something very important."

"She must go with Dorothy," said Mrs. White to herself, watching the
two girls make their way through the soft autumn twilight.

CHAPTER IX

COMMITTEE OF ARRANGEMENTS

"Isn't it too delicious," exclaimed Tavia, excitedly.

"Delightful," answered Dorothy. "I hope hereafter you will never doubt
the goodness of your fairy godmother."

"Or that of my fairy godsister," added Tavia.

"And Aunt Winnie is to do all your shopping. Your mother asked her to
get everything you will need. The money you received from the railroad
company for the loss of your hair in the accident has been put aside by
your father for your education. So you cannot longer boast of that
romantic poverty you have been holding over my poor, innocent head,"
and Dorothy gave her friend a "knowing squeeze," that kind of embrace
that only girl friends understand fully.

"I can scarcely realize it," pondered Tavia, "not to have you leave me
here all alone! Why, Doro, I could not sleep nights, worrying about
what would become of me in this hamlet without you."

"And I was equally tortured with worries about what would become of me,
when I could not tell you all my troubles. Especially when I thought
of having to--"

"Fight the Green Violet alone! I don't blame you. But I am just dying
to know what use she will make of the muskmelon story. I met Alice
yesterday and she felt dreadfully about the way Viola acted. She is
coming over to apologize to you as soon as she can do so without
carting the vegetable along. Pity they did not name her cucumber
instead of violet--the green would match her better. I am going to
call her 'Cuke' hereafter! Short for cucumber, you know."

"Oh, that would be unkind," objected Dorothy.

"Unkind nothing," replied the impulsive one. "