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Updated: May 21, 2025
"I don't know much about this school, except that mother went to school with the principal." That was a characteristic Bobby Littell remark, and the other girls laughed. "I had a letter from a girl who lives in Glenside," confided Betty, re-braiding her hair. "She and her sister are going Norma and Alice Guerin. I know you'll like them.
"Well, I never!" gasped Betty, doing some rapid thinking. "I'm glad it didn't happen after I got there. I might be held up for weeks. I can't stay here, that's certain. There's nothing to do but drive to Glenside and take the train for Washington. I guess Fred will be willing to change his plans."
He trudged along sturdily, and, twenty minutes before the train was due, found himself the solitary passenger on the Glenside platform. He stood under the uncertain rays of the lamp to examine the parting gift Betty had given him. Tucked under half a dozen chocolate wafers was a five dollar bill folded into the tiniest possible wad. The choky feeling assailed Bob again.
"Well, perhaps you had better go early next week," she said judiciously. "It would be dreadful if he did return you to the poorhouse." "Therefore, I'm going to-night," announced Bob coolly. "There's an eleven-thirty train from Glenside that will make some sort of connection with the southern local at the Junction. Wish me luck, Betty!" "To-night!" gasped Betty in dismay.
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