go to the city on the eight-thirty train." And
before Betty could answer, she added. "Of course, Robbie could go by
himself now that he has learned the way, but he does so enjoy going
with you."

"And I don't mind one bit calling for him," Betty hastened to assure
Mrs. Porter. "I'll come early in the morning."

On the way home from the store. Betty saw her cousin, Julia Norton,
coming eagerly to meet her.

"Betty," Julia cried, "mother sent me to ask you to stay all night.
Cousin Lottie has come, and mother says we can pop corn and have a
good time. And you must be sure to bring your books so you can go
right to school in the morning from our house."

"That will be lovely," Betty exclaimed delightedly. There were few
treats she enjoyed more than going to her aunt's home.

Julia ran off to speak to another girl, and Betty following, suddenly
remembered Robbie. How could she call for him if she were at her
aunt's?

The latter lived on the other side of the village, and it would be far
out of Betty's way to call for Robbie.

[Illustration: "I'm sorry I can't call for Robbie in the morning."]

"I just won't bother about him," she decided.

But even as she did so, she remembered that she had not only promised
to call for Robbie in the morning, but to call for him earlier than
usual and his mother would depend upon her.

"Oh, dear! What shall I do?" Betty cried impatiently.

A small voice seemed to answer in her ear, and it sounded so real that
Betty actually turned to see if the owner were near: "Do as you would
be done by."

"Why, that's the Golden Rule," Betty quickly exclaimed. "And mother
says if you do as the Golden Rule tells you, you'll never be unhappy.
What does it tell me to do now?" She stood in thought for a moment,
and the next, she ran to overtake her cousin.

"Julia, please give this sugar to mother," Betty said, placing the
bag in her cousin's band. "And tell her that I've gone to Mrs.
Porter's and I'll be right back."

Betty flew down the street to Mrs. Porter's and knocked hurriedly on
the door.

"Why, Betty, what is it, dear?" Mrs. Porter asked in surprise, as the
former rushed into the room, in response to the invitation to enter.

"I'm sorry I can't call for Robbie in the morning. I'm going to Aunt
Fanny's to stay all night," Betty explained breathlessly.

"It is thoughtful of you to come and tell me now, dear," Mrs. Porter
replied. "I'll ask Jennie Lee to stop for Robbie in the mor