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Updated: May 3, 2025
To-day I am regarded as the most privileged person in the camp because I am first to see you. Dr. McClain only consented last night to allow me to come. I am to bring you everybody's love and to demand that you stay away from camp only the shortest time. Otherwise we intend to call on Dr. McClain in a body and assert our authority as Girl Scouts to bring you home to Beechwood Forest.
At this instant Tory Drew returned her glance. Her face showed bewilderment. "Why, Teresa, how can you ask what is troubling me? Is one of us thinking any other thought? Of course we have had to talk of other things, but nothing matters except what Dr. McClain may at this moment be deciding about Kara. You know we all care for her more than any other girl at camp.
Of course things look neater and more picturesque here, with girls one expects this. Our problem is different. I have an idea we have more discipline and do more hard work." Tory Drew looked annoyed. Dorothy McClain took up the defense. "I am not so sure of the work and the discipline, Don. We do everything at our camp, the cooking, washing and cleaning.
I have no authority and they can have no association with me. Perhaps I had best speak first to Dr. McClain and then take them to Kara." "But, Mr. Hammond," Dorothy McClain protested, "why should you conclude that a small package of letters discovered in the way that we have come across these can have any connection with Katherine Moore?
There must be no heroics at parting; she would leave in the early morning and must reserve all her strength. At shortly after five o'clock the girls and the Troop Captain had departed and Kara was again lying down alone until the evening meal. Afterwards Dr. McClain and Dorothy were to come in for a few moments. Kara and Tory, Miss Victoria and Mr.
Remember, Kara is our friend as well as yours, and we have known her longer," Dorothy McClain and the other girls protested, almost in the same words and at the same instant. "Suppose you do not argue any more for the present," a quiet voice interrupted, the same voice that so often gave Tory the sensation that she had been quietly and politely restrained from too great intensity.
Still the gray eyes were shining and to-day Tory beheld the half quizzical lines about the lips that belonged to the Kara of other days. "But if you have no faith in the letters, why do you seem so much happier and like your old self?" she queried. Her companion hesitated. "Hasn't Dr. McClain told you?"
"Oh, we have not gone into the idea seriously," Joan Peters returned. Her head was bent over the square frame she held in her lap, her fingers busy with the strands of flax. "Miss Frean comes to camp every few evenings and reads aloud to us. She insists that we are too frivolous in our own summer reading and wishes to read us something we ought to remember." Joan Peters liked Lance McClain.
To quote the woman: "Marse Jim called me and Sam ter him and ordered Sam to pull off his shirt that was all the McClain niggers wore and he said to me: 'Nor, do you think you can stand this big nigger? He had that old bull whip flung acrost his shoulder, and Lawd, that man could hit so hard!
He was accompanied by Sheila Mason and Miss Frean. The two women remained outside. Alone Dr. McClain entered the charmed circle. At once a dozen girls were crowding about him. A quarter of an hour after Tory Drew and Dorothy McClain were walking with him toward the road that led back into Westhaven. "We will have the little evergreen house made comfortable for Kara.
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