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ng you and you must tell me what it is." Mollie only buried her head in her pillow and sobbed harder than ever. "Tell me," Bab commanded. "It's the blue gown!" whispered Mollie under her breath. "The gown?" queried Barbara, suddenly recalling Mollie's wonderful costume at the President's reception. "Oh, yes. I have not had an opportunity to ask you where you got such a beautiful frock and how you happened not to tell me about it." "I was ashamed," Mollie sobbed. Barbara did not understand what Mollie meant, but she knew her sister would tell her everything now. "I bought the frock," Mollie confessed after a moment's hesitation. "That is I did not exactly buy it, for I did not have the money to pay for it. But Harriet was to pay for it and I was to give her back the money when I could." "How much did the gown cost, Mollie?" Bab inquired quietly, although her heart felt as heavy as lead. "It cost fifty dollars!" Mollie returned in a tired, frightened voice. "Oh, Mollie!" Bab exclaimed just at first. Then she repented. "Never mind, Molliekins; it can't be helped now. The dress is a beauty, and I suppose Harriet won't mind how long we take to pay her back. We must just save up and do some kind of work when we go home. I can coach some of the girls at school. So please don't cry your pretty eyes out. There is an old story about not crying over spilt milk, kitten. Go to sleep. Perhaps some one will have left us a fortune by morning." Barbara felt more wretched about her sister's confession than she was willing to let Mollie know. She thought if Mollie could once get to sleep, she could then puzzle out some method by which they could meet this debt. For fifty dollars did look like an immense sum to the two poor Thurston girls. "But, Bab dear, I have not told you the worst," Mollie added in tones of despair. "Mollie, what do you mean?" poor Bab asked, really frightened this time. "Harriet can't let me owe the money to her. Something perfectly awful has happened to Harriet, too. Promise me you will never tell, not even Ruth! Well, Harriet thought she could lend me the money. But, the day after we got home from the dressmaker's, that deceitful Madame Louise wrote poor Harriet the most awful note. She said that Harriet owed her such a dreadfully big bill, that she simply would not wait for her money any longer. She declared if Harriet did not pay her at once she would take her bill straight to Mr. H
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