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"Where's Marjorie?" was Ronny's first speech as shortly after seven she flitted into the room looking like a veritable butterfly in her gorgeous black and yellow costume. "I am anxious to see her as a doll. I know she will be simply exquisite." "She certainly looked sweet," returned Jerry. She paused, eyeing Ronny in mild surprise. Ronny had broken into a hearty laugh.
Ronny continued to laugh as Jerry performed an infantile solo with a white celluloid rattle. "Where is Marjorie? I asked you once but you didn't answer." "Read that. Marjorie said I was to show it to the Lookouts." Jerry picked up the letter from the chiffonier and handed it to Ronny. "How unfortunate!" was Ronny's exclamation as she hastily read the note. "When did she leave here?
Only I don't know him to speak to, dash it!" concluded Ronny regretfully. Ronny's news had upset Freddie. Derek had returned to the Albany a couple of days ago, moody and silent. They had lunched together at the Bachelors, and Freddie had been pained at the attitude of his fellow clubmen. Usually, when he lunched at the Bachelors, his table became a sort of social center.
She'll be a kid for ages. Nicky'll have married somebody else before she's got her hair up." "Then Ronny'll fall in love with him, and get her little heart broken." "She won't, Mummy, she won't. They only talk like that because they think Ferdie's Ronny's father." "Dorothy!" Frances, in horror, released herself from that protecting arm.
"Is it," said Dorothy one morning, "that Ronny doesn't look as if she was Uncle Bartie's daughter, or that Uncle Bartie looks as if he wasn't Ronny's father?" However suddenly and wantonly an idea struck Dorothy, she brought it out as if it had been the result of long and mature consideration. "Or is it," said Vera, "that I don't look as if I were Ronny's mother?"
Ronny's gray eyes grew flinty. "Those particular girls took an unusually bold stand against her. I am surprised that they did not attempt to haze her earlier in the year." "It probably did not occur to them," was Vera's opinion. "If it had, they might have tried it. It is strictly forbidden here. The hazers would certainly be expelled. President Matthews is down on it with both feet.
She had done a risky thing in taking Ronny. It was not fair to her children, to Michael and Nicholas and John. She was afraid. She had been afraid when Vera had talked to her about Nicky and Veronica; and when she had seen Veronica and Nicky playing together in the apple-tree house; and when she had heard Ronny's voice outside the schoolroom door crying, "Where's Nicky? I want him.
It was Nicky's and Ronny's house. The others were only visitors who were not expected to stay. There was room enough for them both to stand up inside the doorway, to sit down in the middle, and to lie flat at the far end. "What more," said Nicky, "do you want?" He thought that everybody would be sure to laugh at him when he played with Bonny in the apple-tree house.
"Front door's locked. How about the back one?" she breathed. "It's unlocked. Ronny just tried it," Leila whispered. "She says she can open it and go inside without making a sound." "Of course. She's a great dancer, you know, and light as a feather in stepping. Oh, fudge! You don't know. At least you didn't until I told you. I have given away Ronny's secret.
They could easily get away with it on account of the masquerade. The sooner we get there the better. We may be able to catch them, unless they have got hold of her and hustled her off somewhere else." Ronny's voice was not quite steady on the last words. The seven worried rescuers were now crossing the campus and making for the campus entrance nearest the direction of Miss Towne's boarding house.
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