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"Why, someone's living over there!" she exclaimed. "I never noticed that before." "Neither did I," agreed Betty. "I'm sure no one was in it when we passed here two days ago!" As they paused to look several persons came from the cabin, which had evidently been built for camping purposes. "Look!" exclaimed Grace in a low voice. "It's Alice Jallow!" exclaimed Mollie.
"What about the complications, Daddy?" asked Grace, laughing. "I'm coming to them. Mr. Jallow, the father of your friend Alice " "She isn't our friend," said Grace, quickly. "Well, anyhow, her father is mixed up in this lumber camp business. He owns a lot of property next to mine, and he claims some that I think should belong to me." "He does?" cried Mollie. "That's just like the Jallows!
Why should Allen be paired off with "this Jallow girl"? Betty knew very little of the latter except that she was always trying to get in where she was not wanted. Well, she certainly was not wanted now. Oh, why did Allen look so happy? If "this Jallow girl" had her, Betty's, escort, where did she come in?
"That Alice Jallow is certainly the meanest girl in Deepdale!" declared Mollie, with vehemence. "And Kittie isn't much better," added Grace, with spirit. "I don't see how Margaret can go with them." "She's a newcomer here, that's the reason," said Betty bouncing Betty she was now, for she was whirling about and "teetering" on her skates in a dizzying fashion.
"Of course not!" cried Frank. "Oh, but please don't get into a a fight!" begged Grace, and she meant it. "All right, little one; here is a chocolate for thou!" laughed Will, as he crowded one into her mouth. For a few days our friends saw nothing of Alice and the rival campers. They did not go toward the part of the wood where the Jallow cabin was located, and Mrs.
Amy's newly-found brother paid one visit to the bungalow in the orange grove, but could not stay long, as his business was increasing. He reported all well in Deepdale. "By the way," he said with a chuckle, "those old friends of yours, Alice Jallow and Kittie Rossmore, have started a sort of automobile club. I guess they're trying to rival you."
Are you camping too?" "We are," said Mrs. Jallow, taking up the conversation. Evidently she did not propose to do as her daughter did, and not speak, for Alice, with a supercilious air, had not so much as addressed a word to the outdoor girls and their boy friends. "We are in one of Mr. Jallow's cabins. We like it very much." "Yes, it is nice," agreed Grace.
There was a little pause rather an awkward one and then Grace said: "Well, girls, we had better be getting on. It's late." "Yes, and I must see about supper," said Mrs. Jallow. "I wish you'd come over." She did not heed the eye-telegraphic signals her daughter was flashing at her. But the other girls understood. "Thank you," said Grace again, non-committally. "Well good-bye!" said Mrs.
"Now we can enjoy the rest of our stay in camp without having to worry, and we can go where we please. Can you stay, Mr. Blackford?" "Yes, for a few days more." The court formalities did not take long, and soon the title of Mr. Ford to the disputed land was confirmed. The change in boundary lines was shown, and, had he so desired, Mr. Ford could have proceeded against Mr. Jallow.
"You're a member of our club," declared Grace, "and club members must stand up for each other." "Certainly," agreed Betty. "I don't like quarrels any more than you girls do, but I do think that Alice Jallow ought to know that we resent what she said." "Oh, she knows it all right!" exclaimed Mollie. "I took good care that she should! She's a regular cat.
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