"Well, let's go to Johnson's," suggested Nellie. "They have the best
cream."
"Oh, here comes Flossie and Freddie!" exclaimed Nan. "We don't want to
take them, Nellie. That means -"
"Of course I'll take them!" exclaimed Nellie, generously. "I've got
fifty cents, I told you."
"I'll give them each a penny and let them run along home," offered Bert.
"No, I'm going to treat them, too," insisted Nellie. "Come on!" she
called to the little twins, "we're going to get ice cream cones, it's so
warm."
"Oh, goodie! " cried Flossie. "I was just wishing for one."
"So was I," added her brother.
"And I'll ask you to my party next week," the little girl went on. "I'm
going to have one on my birthday."
"Oh, are you really, Flossie?" asked Nan. "I hadn't heard about it."
"Yep - I am. Mamma said I could, but she told me not to tell. I don't
care, I wanted Nellie to know, as she's going to treat us to cones."
"And it's half my party, 'cause my birthday's the same day," explained
Freddie. "So you can come to my party at the same time, Nellie."
"Thank you, dear, I shall. Now let's hurry to the store, for it's
getting warmer all the while."
The ice cream in the funny little cones was much enjoyed by all. Bert
and Charley walked on together eating, and talking of the bob sled they
were going to make. They passed Danny Rugg, who looked rather enviously
at them.
"Hey, Charley," called Danny, "come here, I want to speak to you.
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