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"It cannot be! It cannot be!" moaned Dozia. "Instead we must raid the place and banish the traitor. How about that for stunt night with the sophs?" "Wonderful!" sang out Juliette De Puy. She had listened and waited with a certain reserve for which this capable Juliette was famous, but now that the story was told she deigned to add that one word "wonderful." Everyone looked at her suddenly.
The students made their way into the hall with its sputtering gas light, and while Janet went to the telephone booth, Jane and Dozia hurried to the office of the chief of police. "Judith!" Both girls had uttered the name and both now elbowed their way through the curious crowd up to the rail, where stood the disconsolate Judith. "Keep back, keep back," ordered an officer.
We have 'juties'; girls, 'juties'. "Dozia Dalton had risen to her full height, which measured more feet and inches than her latest kitchen door records verified, and her hair now wound around her head like a big brown braided coffee cake, added a few more inches, in spite of all the flat pinning Dozia took refuge in.
He was the second and only other active member of "the force" besides Sandy Jamison, he who had "taken Judith in." Jane and Dozia urged forward in spite of orders, however, and now Judith saw them! She flashed a look first defiant then hopeless. It had defiance for the charge, but was hopeless to make that country court understand.
Judith slid her white hands along the brass rail playfully and even smiled at the man behind it. He was a man if also an officer, and he must know by her manner that Judith Stearns was just a very nice little girl being dreadfully imposed upon. "Sit down, young lady. We'll be through in a few minutes," said the considerate chief; and Judith dropped to the bench beside Jane, Janet and Dozia.
"No, here it is in my sleeve. Sit down and we'll decipher it." They dropped to the nearest bench and smoothed out the paper. "It's part of a letter," said Dozia, "and written by a boy! Oh, joy, now we will have some fun a love letter!" and she pored over the torn page. "Neither the beginning nor the end," said Jane, "but the climax."
The girls are all busy now, and perhaps we can make a survey without having a ballet de follies dancing around." Dozia made her notebook safe and swung into Jane's trot for Lenox. Warburton Hall, one of the larger buildings, was just emptying a class from lecture but Jane and Dozia made a complete detour of it to escape attention.
"You have gone through enough today to give you nerves, and I want you to shut your eyes as soon as ever you can. After all I may just do something else. Leave it to me and Dozia the Fearless. You know what a brave she can be in an emergency." "And I know what a star you can be in a pinch. But Lenox at midnight " "Hush, dear, and let me put out your light.
"Hurry, Judith," Jane begged. "Have them bring a stretcher. I am sure we shouldn't lift her head; her face is bloodless." "She appears to be recovering," Dozia whispered. "Poor Shirley! How dreadful that this should happen!" "If only she lives," moaned Jane, contrition in voice. Somehow it was unbearable that this country girl had been so severely censored by Jane and her companions.
"I'd hate to have to get in that for a fire," remarked Dozia. She was, however, trying on the scaly breastplate, and attempting to poke her head into the helmet. "Are you sure this stuff is no world's war relic? I wouldn't care to rub shoulders with some old Prussian guard." "Why, girlie, aside from bagging the ghost, I think we have made a great discovery.
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