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Then Berta Franke nearly burst out laughing, it was horrid of her; I don't think she's quite to be trusted; I think she's rather a sneak. When the lesson was over she said she had laughed because "headache" means something quite different. November 1st. To-day we began to work at the tablecloth for Father's Christmas present.
I think" she hesitated and turned quite pale at the prospect of such daring, "I think I shall go and play with them. They will suppose I am one of them. Nobody will know." At this point the file of impudent ghosts, headed by Berta, who looked unusually tall and still angular under her flowing sheet, paraded past Robbie Belle's corner, their elbows flapping like wings.
I have been intending to keep him on until I got tired of his attentions, and then put an end to them by marrying him; but here is he, before he has hardly declared himself, forgetting my existence as much as if he had vowed to love and cherish me for life. 'Tis an unnatural inversion of the manners of society. 'When did you first get to care for him, dear Berta?
All the other rooms at that end of the building were vacant; the long dark corridor stretched out its empty tunnel between them and available help. What could four girls do? "We can scream," said Bea. "Lock the door and the inner window quick!" Gertrude flew to one, Berta to the other. "Sara, take this Indian club. Now if it really is anything, scream. But don't run. Don't scatter.
She has a horror of anything underhanded or sly. I should die of shame!" It was a genuine groan, and Berta was too startled to laugh. "I guess it isn't very nice of us," she acknowledged meekly. "I'm going this instant." Bea's hand was on the portière when a rustling in the kettle caught her attention.
Robbie Belle flinched before the passionate low tones, and the roseleaf color in her cheeks went quite white. She handed Berta both tickets. "You may do what you like with mine," she said and turned slowly away. Berta fled in the wake of the hurrying seniors. Her head buzzed with frantic arguments. It was her own money she had earned it. Nobody had a right to dictate what she should do with it.
The first was Berta swathed in a hooded waterproof; and the second, of course, was Beatrice, a tam flung askew on her red curls, her arms thrust through a coat sleeve or two, a laundry bag swinging from one elbow, and a tin fudge pan clasped tenderly and firmly beneath the other, while with the hands so providentially left free she stooped at every third step to rescue one or the other of her easy-fitting rubbers from setting out on a watery voyage all by itself.
Now in your case, when you are ready to plan your course of study for your graduate work abroad " "Don't!" The tone was so sharp that Miss Thorne lifted her head quickly and shot a keen glance at the girl before her. The attractive face had grown strained and the eyes were burning restlessly. "What is it, Berta?" No student had ever heard her voice so soft before. "You are in trouble."
"Of course I ate it. How do you expect me to sit hungry in a roomful of girls all digging into that plateful of brown delicious soft hot fudge with their little silver spoons, and I not even tasting it? I hated to make myself conspicuous before the juniors there. They would think I am a hypochondriac, and Berta Abbott might have said something to make the others look at me and laugh.
I like him a great deal better than I did do you, Berta? 'Yes, very much better, said Ethelberta, warming a little. 'If he were not so suspicious at odd moments I should like him exceedingly. But I must cure him of that by a regular course of treatment, and then he'll be very nice. 'For an old man. He likes you better than any young man would take the trouble to do.
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