"
"Pop!" said Grace, snapping her finger resignedly. "There go all our
hopes of a good time, Amy. When the boys come home all we shall be
allowed to do will be to smooth their fevered brows and hold their
hands
"Well, we might do worse things even than that," said Betty, with a
light laugh, and Mollie shot her a malicious glance.
"Just watch Betty objecting to that," she said wickedly. "Before we
know it she will be sighing that Allen has only one fevered brow to
smooth!"
Amy and Grace looked at Betty mischievously-- at Betty who could not
for the life of her look as unconcerned as she would have liked.
"Don't be so foolish," she said hastily, at which the girls only
laughed the more.
"Never mind, honey," said Amy, putting an arm fondly about her chum.
"I guess we will all be crazy with joy to get the boys home again,"
"Well, you needn't think you can hold hands with Will and smooth his
fevered brow all the time," said Grace unexpectedly. "Because I really
have some share in him myself, you know. Remember, mine was one of the
three pictures he kept under his pillow.
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