She always keeps me laughing. You and she didn't seem to be
laughing at all, though."
"Did we look so serious? Perhaps she felt like laughing inside, though,
at my awkward steps."
Ted stared. "Why, you're a bully dancer," he declared. "What girl are
you going to have for the Virginia reel? We always end with that--at
twelve o'clock, you know."
"I haven't a partner, Ted. I wish you'd get me the one I want."
"Tell me who it is and I'll try. We're going down to bring up supper
now, we fellows. Want to help?"
"Of course I do. How is it done?"
"Everything's in the dining-room and some of the younger ones go down.
But we boys and men go and bring up everything for the older folks.
Maybe I oughtn't to ask you, though," he hesitated. "You're company."
"Let me be one of the family to-night," urged Richard. "I'll bring up
supper for Mr. and Mrs. Rufus Gray and pretend they're my aunt and
uncle, too. I wish they were."
"I don't blame you; they _are_ the jolliest ever, aren't they? Come on,
then. Rosy's looking at us; maybe she'll tell you not to go."
They hurried away downstairs, racing with each other to the first floor.
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