Miss Carolyn Wells, past mistress in the art of writing bright and entertaining stories for girls, here introduces two little women--Dorinda Fayre and Dorothy Rose. The first is sweet, serious, timid and a little slow; the other, quick, elf-like, high tempered, full of mischief, and always getting into scrapes. The story of these two girls, their friendships and frolics, and their influence on each other, during one long and happy summer, makes a very delightful book.
Don't walk over that way."
"Yes, I shall. Mr. Rose seems to be coming this way, and I shall do the neighbourly thing and have a chat with him."
"Why, Father, you don't know him."
"That doesn't matter between next-door neighbours, at least between the men of the houses. Come along, and scrape acquaintance with the little girl. I think she looks pretty."
Dolly started, then a sudden fit of shyness seized her, and she stood stock-still.
"I can't," she murmured; "oh, Father, please don't ask me to!"
"All right, dear; don't if you don't want to. Run back to the house. I'm going to speak to Mr. Rose."
And that's how it happened that as the two men neared each other, with greeting smiles, the two girls, started simultaneously, and ran like frightened rabbits away from each other, and to their respective homes.
DOTTY ROSE AND DOLLY FAYRE
A few days passed without communication between the two