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Hello, Dolly, said Dotty Rose, over the telephone. Hello, Dot, responded Dolly Fayre. What you want?
Oh! I can’t tell you this way. Come on over, just as quick as you can.
But I haven’t finished my Algebra, and it’s nearly dinner time, anyway.
No it isn’t, -and no matter if it is. Come on, I tell you! You’d come fast enough if you knew what it’s about!
Tell me, then.
I say I can’t, -over the telephone. Oh, Dolly, come on, and stop fussing! The telephone receiver at Dotty’s end of the wire was hung up with a click, and Dolly began to waggle her receiver hook in hope of getting Dotty back. But there was no response, so Dolly rose and went for her coat. Flinging it round her, and not stopping to get a hat, she ran next door to Dotty Rose’s house. It was mid January, and the six o'clock darkness was lighted only by the street lights. Flying across the two lawns that divided the houses, Dolly found Dotty awaiting her at the side door.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Hello, Dolly, said Dotty Rose, over the telephone. Hello, Dot, responded Dolly Fayre. What you want?
Oh! I can’t tell you this way. Come on over, just as quick as you can.
But I haven’t finished my Algebra, and it’s nearly dinner time, anyway.
No it isn’t, -and no matter if it is. Come on, I tell you! You’d come fast enough if you knew what it’s about!
Tell me, then.
I say I can’t, -over the telephone. Oh, Dolly, come on, and stop fussing! The telephone receiver at Dotty’s end of the wire was hung up with a click, and Dolly began to waggle her receiver hook in hope of getting Dotty back. But there was no response, so Dolly rose and went for her coat. Flinging it round her, and not stopping to get a hat, she ran next door to Dotty Rose’s house. It was mid January, and the six o'clock darkness was lighted only by the street lights. Flying across the two lawns that divided the houses, Dolly found Dotty awaiting her at the side door.