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Updated: June 1, 2025
"Do tell us, Dozia, how the place is fitted up." "First tell us, please," insisted judicial Judith, "how do you know how it is fitted up? Does our plumber plumb there?" During all this nonsense Jane cast many a furtive glance along Linger Lane, expecting the obnoxious Shirley to loom up large and lanky by the way, but as yet she had not darkened the shadowy path.
By this time the students were outside the building, and in their night robes the seventy-five freshmen shivered from fear and exposure, while Miss Gifford, Jane and Dozia tried to reassure them. "Where's the fire?" asked Jane, as the local brigade of volunteer citizens dashed in the grounds through the main gateway. "Where is it?" demanded Miss Gifford of the students.
The room literally groaned with the stuff, and from the mass one object stood out boldly and significantly: It was a suit of Japanese armor! Jane yelled in delight at the discovery and pointed it out to Dozia. "Don't touch it!" whispered Dozia. "It may be inhabited!" "Bosh!" roared Jane, laying hold of a dangling armlet. As she did so the chains rattled!
But she wanted to show off on the hill in front of Warburton Hall," flared Shirley, "and you all know how I made out at that." Howls, groans and wails answered this. "And what happened to the five?" asked practical Dozia.
"Are you girls sure that keyhole is sealed and the door still impregnable?" demanded Judith the narrator, with a sweeping glance about the room. Winifred Ayres dropped to the door sill and spread herself across it while Dozia moved her chair to the jam in order to plank her shoulders over the keyhole. "Air tight," announced Jane, "and every girl here is pledged, Judy.
"Dol Vincez, you just stop that nonsense," flared Dozia Dalton, stepping up to the fancy little door defiantly. "We saw Judith Stearns run in here after Shirley Duncan, and you know very well that old officer Sandy came in after her. Now where is Judith?" "Isn't it lovely to have you all here? And begging me for something?"
"There, you have had your two paragraphs," interposed Janet. "They were short but complete and I have recovered my breath. It is so exciting, Jane, and so confusing " "If you will just be coherent enough to tell me where Judith is we might wait for the emotional details," snapped Jane. "If Judith is in any trouble we have no right to stand around gasping." "Right, Jane," assented Dozia.
"You simply look like like some notable personage in those soft folds and with your hair down. What a pity we must make ourselves ugly to be conventional." "Ain't it now," mocked Dozia, abusing language to make comedy. She swung the velveteen folds about her and spun around to wind them tighter. "Like this? Do I resemble a movie queen? That's what brought me, Janie.
Dozia wouldn't sleep a wink with her photograph gallery unhung. What do you think of the crowd this year? Spot any stars?" "A couple. Did you see that beauty with the shiny gold hair? The one who stood under the hemlock alone during the cheering? Isn't she tragically pretty?" "Exactly that. One couldn't help seeing her, although she struck me as being shy."
"Which is just about equivalent to saying we may vamoose," said Dozia. "All right, stroll along, the ghost is safe tonight, at any rate." "And if she gets off with a fine I suppose she will be on a train for New York before morning," concluded Sally, with a satisfied quirk of her yellow head. Outside the hall Shirley and Sally almost smothered Jane with protestations.
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