"His pennies are meal worms," said Doodles with a grimace. "I"ll get him one."
"Ugh! How can he?" laughed Miss Crilly, as the bird disposed of the dainty.
His reward seemed to incite him to further song, for straightway he launched into a gay little medley that set his hearers laughing and admiring at once.
"The birthday supper is ready!" announced Blue informally from the door of the dining-room.
Doodles ran quickly to Miss Lily"s side and they took place at the head of the little procession.
Colonel Gresham and Mrs. Adlerfeld came next.
"Oh, I"m so glad!" thought Juanita Sterling, catching a sight of the little Swedish woman"s happy face.
The company speedily divided itself into two"s, and Miss Sterling, with a bit of a heart flutter, found herself walking beside the president of June Holiday Home. Just ahead were Patricia and David. Where was Polly? She and David were always together--everywhere. But now she and Leonora were side by side.
Strange!--but wonderings were lost in the pleasant calls of the occasion.
In the smallish dining-room a long table gave seats to everybody, and no one was crowded.
Nothing elaborate had been attempted, all was simple and homelike.
Except for the curious decoration above the seat of honor, and the birthday cake with its pink and white frosting, there was little to distinguish it from an every-day repast.
Talk and appet.i.te went merrily hand in hand, and the "birthday girl," as Polly and Doodles insisted on calling her, grew actually gay.
"When she had cut the cake, and everybody"s plate was empty, Doodles asked her to pull a pink ribbon hanging from the umbrella-like contrivance over her head.
"With a half-frightened face and fingers that trembled, she plucked at the dainty string. Nothing happened.
"Pull harder!" urged Doodles.
She made another attempt--and gave a little cry, for tumbling about her came birthday gifts in wild array.
Into her lap plumped an embroidered pin-cushion, on one shoulder drooped a muslin and lace ap.r.o.n, over her head was draped a white silk waist, while all around, on floor and table, were other articles, besides packages of various sizes tied with pink and white ribbons. In the laughter and confusion, presents too bulky or too frail to be risked in a fall were placed near her,--a long box of pink roses, a tall vase of cut-gla.s.s, a big, big box of candy, a pretty bon-bon dish, a small fern, and a little begonia with lovely pink blossoms.
To be thus suddenly surprised, and at the same time to be made the attractive point of so many eyes, was more than Faith Lily"s composure could bear. Her lip quivered like a little child"s, her blue eyes filled with tears and over-flowed--she began softly to sob.
Doodles looked distressed. Then he did the best thing possible.
He took up the pincushion. "Mrs. Dudley made you this," he said, "and this is from Leonora,"--he held the ap.r.o.n for her to see.
"Isn"t it pretty? Turn round a bit and I"ll tie it on!"
The crying ceased, and the tension had pa.s.sed. Miss Lily smiled down on the ap.r.o.n with happy eyes.
"Here is a handkerchief that Polly embroidered for you," Doodles went on, "and this box of chocolates is from Mr. Randolph. Colonel Gresham gave you the roses--just smell them!" He lifted the box to her face.
"Oh!" breathed Miss Lily in delight.
"The china dish is David"s present, and these cards are from Mrs.
Albright and Mrs. Bonnyman and Miss Crilly. This beautiful waist--that"s from Patricia, and the box of handkerchiefs from her mother, and the booklet from Miss Castlevaine, and the photograph from Miss Major. Oh! the vase is from the "Hiking Club,"--and I don"t know about the packages."
Miss Lily beamed on her riches, upon Doodles, upon the whole tableful.
"Why," she exclaimed softly, "I don"t see how you came to do it! I never thought of having a single present! Oh, it"s beautiful of you!" Her voice trembled. "I can"t thank you half enough, but I shall love you, every one, as long as I live!"
Doodles was picking up the small parcels scattered on the floor.
"Will you have these now?" he nodded.
"Oh, yes!" she said, eagerly as a child.
Everybody seemed interested in the unwrapping. They were simple gifts, but Miss Lily fingered them lovingly, even to the plainest little card.
The telephone called Blue into the next room. He returned almost at once.
"Mr. Randolph," he said, "some one wishes to talk with you."
They were rising from the table as the president came back.
"I am sorry to say good-bye so early," he told them; "but a New York man is waiting to see me on important business and has to return home on the 11.45 train. So I must get down to him as soon as possible."
He came over to Juanita Sterling with a little rueful smile.
"I hoped to have the pleasure of taking you home, but--" He shook his head. "We"ll make up for it in a day or two," he finished blithely.
Her eyes met his. Something she saw there sent a warm flush to her cheeks, and she looked away.
"You will hear from me soon." He held out his hand. "Thank you for giving me so much enjoyment this evening--good-night."
That was all. Simple courtesy, Juanita Sterling told herself two hours later; but now--her heart was filled with a quivering joy that was almost pain.
On the homeward ride she found herself seated next to Miss Major, with Miss Castlevaine just beyond.
"We seem to be shifted round," Miss Castlevaine observed. "I came up in the second car, Dr. Dudley"s; but Mrs. Winslow Teed has my seat--I was in front with the chauffeur. So I took the first vacant place I saw."
"She rode up with us."
"Then it is all right. I see David Collins has got Patricia Illingworth in tow--he came with Polly. I wonder if they"ve had a quarrel."
"I never knew them to quarrel," said Juanita Sterling.
"Oh, don"t they? Well, it looks like it now. He took Patricia out to supper, too."
"So he did," responded Miss Major. "I didn"t think of it in that light. We"ve had a nice evening, anyway. It seems good to get out of the rut."
"Yes," answered Miss Castlevaine grudgingly; "but they"ll have to keep this up, now they"ve begun, or there"ll be more fusses than a few!"
"What do you mean?"
"Why, everybody"ll have to have a birthday party, or the rest"ll be jealous."