as waiting for them in the lobby. She looked thoroughly
frightened.

"Children, where have you been?" she asked.

Bob explained.

"We couldn't get here a second sooner," he concluded.

"I'm awfully sorry, Mrs. Farwell," Jim added, apologetically, "I never
felt so ashamed in my life; but I really did start with plenty of gas,
only the tank leaked," he finished ruefully.

Mrs. Farwell smiled her forgiveness.

"You'll have to hurry through dinner, then go and dress," she said.
"Perhaps, after all, the girls aren't so very tired."

Polly put her arm around her.

"Tired?" she said, happily, "why, Aunt Kate, I feel as if I could dance
all night."

"So do I, mother darling," Lois insisted.

"Well, that's very probably just what you will do," Mrs. Farwell
answered with a resigned sigh.

Bob and Jim, after a very hasty dinner, hurried to their rooms to change
their clothes, and were back before either of the girls were ready, for
Mrs. Farwell had insisted upon an hour's rest. When they did join the
boys, they were looking their best. They had on the same yellow and
green dresses that they had worn at Fanny's party.

Bob and Jim were secretly delighted. There is always a good-natured
rivalry at a Junior Prom and they both felt that the girls' charming
appearance gave them a decided advantage over the other men.

When they arrived at the Union the dance had already started, and the
floor was crowded with people. Lois and Polly were so carried away by
excitement that the whole evening passed in a whirl of delight.

Mrs. Farwell had been right the day before when she had promised her
that Bob would see that they had plenty of partners, for Jim and he
brought up all their friends and introduced them.

As Polly said afterward, in answer to Betty's questions.

"There were so many of them that I couldn't begin to remember their
names. I just called them all Mr. Er--"

"What was the hall like?" Betty had demanded of Lois.

"Mercy! I don't remember," she said, "except that it had two big
fireplaces and the most fascinating chandeliers made of deers' antlers."

Betty had been disgusted at this hazy description.

It was after two o'clock before they got back to the hotel, and they
were both so sleepy that they could hardly thank Bob and Jim for their
good time.

As the boys went back to their rooms, Jim said: "Bob, do you think the
girls will ever forgive me for this afternoon?"

"Why, of course," Bob assured him