I surrender-- don't shoot," laughed Betty, coming over and
perching on the railing beside Mollie. "I admit we should probably
have more fun at the lodge than we could anywhere else. I was only
trying to look on the bright side of things in case our plans should
fall through. Hello-- who's this?"
"This" proved to be Mollie's little sister Dora, or "Dodo," as she was
called by almost everybody. With a sigh of relief, the girls saw that
Dodo's twin brother, Paul, was not with her, for together the children
were a simply unconquerable pair.
The twins had been spoiled by their widowed mother, Mrs. Billette,
even before the time when they had been kidnapped and spirited off by
a hideous Spaniard. But since their recovery, their joyful mother had
indulged them in every way until they had become well nigh
unmanageable.
Yet in spite of everything, the twins were very lovable, and every one
loved them, even those whom they annoyed most.
And now as Dodo tore up the street toward them, waving something white
in her hand, the girls instinctively glanced about to see what they
ought to put out of sight before the cyclone struck them.
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