!" said Marjorie, "that's not a dire fate. Let's do something that's
more fun. Oh, Glad, I'll tell you what! Let's exchange these babies!
That's what they always do in tragedies. Listen! We'll put Dotty's hood
on Totty, and Totty's cap on Dotty. And change their coats, too!"

"Yes, and veils; oh, Mops! What fun! If we change their coats quickly
they won't catch cold."

"Cold, pooh! It's as warm as summer."

It wasn't quite that, but it was a lovely, sunshiny day in early
October, and, after running, it seemed quite warm to the girls.

Following out their project, they quickly exchanged the babies' wraps.

By this time both little ones were growing sleepy, and were in a quiet,
tractable frame of mind.

"Their little white dresses are almost alike, anyway," said Gladys, as
she took off Totty's coat.

"Oh, well, we wouldn't think of changing their dresses," said Mopsy;
"but let's change their little shoes. I'd like to see Totty in those
cunning ankle-ties."

"And I'd like to see Dotty in those pretty blue kid shoes."

"Of course, we'll change them right back, but I just want to see how
they look."

Soon the transformation was complete. To all outward appearance of
costume, Dotty was Totty, and Totty was Dotty. Even the veils were
changed, as one was of silk gauze, the other of knitted zephyr.

Then, not in their own, but in each other's carriage, the reversed
princesses nodded and beamed at their captors.

"Now, you push that carriage, and I'll push this," said Marjorie, taking
hold of the carriage she had pushed all the time, though now it had the
other baby in it.

"All right," said Gladys, "let's go round by the garden."

Slowly now, the girls went round by the large well-kept kitchen garden,
and then through the flower gardens back to the front lawn.

"Why," said Marjorie, suddenly, "both these children are asleep!"

"Mrs. Harrison said Totty would go to sleep," said Gladys. "I guess all
babies go to sleep about this time in the morning. It seems too bad to
wake them up to change their coats back again, but I think we ought to
take Totty back, don't you?"

"Yes, I do. Suppose we leave the coats and caps as they are, and then
afterward we can bring back Dotty's things and get Totty's."

"Here you are!" cried Lisa, coming to meet them at the front door.
"You're good little girls to mind the baby for me. I'll take her now,
and I thank you much."

As Lisa spoke, she took hold of the Curtis carriage,