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Lily gave her order for hot chocolate with whipped cream, and fancy cakes, to the waitress who stood at their table. "Does that suit you, Marj?" she inquired. "Yes, thanks!" replied Marjorie; but at that moment she would have agreed to corned-beef and cabbage. She watched eagerly for the girl to reappear; finally she was rewarded by seeing the two waitresses enter together.
Toward half-past three, Ruth, who had been busy steadily until that time at the sandwich table, sauntered over to visit the girls at the baby booth. "We're almost sold out," she remarked, carelessly. "How are you getting along, Marj?" "Not so good!" sighed Marjorie. "But I surely congratulate you!" "We have over twenty-five dollars," continued the other.
"She certainly can be nasty, when she wants to be!" remarked Lily. "But don't you care, Marj! Anybody could sell sandwiches especially when our own girls buy them!" Marjorie shrugged her shoulders, and began to hum, in the attempt to regain her cheerful spirits.
But before Lily could reply, the orchestra, three players who came from the city, entered the room, and Marjorie hurried over to give them the final directions. When she turned around again, Lily had vanished; but near her stood Ruth Henry, her old friend from her home town, who had played the part of jealous rival ever since the girls had been at Miss Allen's. "Hello, Marj!"
"Come on," cried Maud excitedly; "you'll take us, won't you, Marj?" Marjory reddened. "I'm sorry I can't. I promised uncle that I wouldn't go on the loch to-day." "What rubbish! Why, it's as calm as a mill pond." "Not quite; there's a bit of a wind; besides, uncle said I wasn't to." "We needn't sail; we could row," suggested Herbert. "Oh, rowing's no fun; besides, it's such hard work.
I'll make it all right with the doctor, Marj. You see, he didn't know Herbert would be here." Herbert looked decidedly uncomfortable and as if he wished he were not there. The truth was that he did not feel by any means at home in a sailing-boat, and would have very much preferred to row, or, better still, not to go on the water at all. However, if Maud wished it, there was no more to be said.
They're Girl Scouts!" "What if they are?" asked Ruth, coolly, regarding her in disdain. Was Marjorie crazy? "I want to get out! Oh, please stop!" begged the frantic girl. Harold obediently pulled up to the curb, although he, too, shared Ruth's opinion. It seemed silly but it was beyond him to understand a girl. "Aren't you going to get out, Ruth? Remember our fourth law!" "Marj, that's silly.
"It's about Frieda." "Lily Andrews!" cried Marjorie, aghast. "How did you ever guess it?" "From your expression. I know you pretty well now, Marj!" But Marjorie would not permit herself to tell even Lily; she had given her word to Frieda that she would keep it a secret, and she meant to keep her promise. Saturday came with weather clear, warm, and beautiful.
He liked me, all righty, like they all do. God! if I'd ever run across a fellow that was on the level with me, I'd get the hysterics right in his face, I would. Right in his face!" "I'm on the level, Marj, only " "You try to begin that, now." "I am, and you know it." "You're about as straight as a horseshoe." "I may backslide now and then, sweetness, but "
I think it's sort of up to us." "But how?" "That I don't know, except to keep our eyes open." "Oh, Marj!" exclaimed Lily, interrupting her, and changing the subject. "Do you 'spose the mail's been sorted? It was late to-night, you know." "What makes you so anxious?" teased Marjorie. "Hearing from Dick Roberts?" "Now Marj don't be silly!" "But you are expecting something?"
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