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.
Carolyn Wells was a prolific writer for over 40 years and was especially noted for her humor, and she was a frequent contributor of nonsense verse and whimsical pieces to such little magazines as Gelett Burgess' The Lark, the Chap Book, the Yellow Book, and the Philistine.
Librarian note: There is more than one author in the Goodreads database with this name.
Such a sweet book from a simpler time. Two young ladies are invited by a friend to take a trip to New York to stay with her rich uncle for a few weeks. Another cousin has also been invited, and the four girls have lovely adventures at the uncle's house and touring around town, meeting and mingling with society youth. As the book goes on, a small mystery is introduced, casting suspicion on each of the young ladies. In the end, everything is resolved and the story has a happy ending.
This is a wonderfully written story. The descriptions that the authouress gave painted pictures in my mind. The only question I have is when did the story take place? The intrigue continues.