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The instant before she had been arguing the respective merits of the two camps and had appeared cheerful as usual. "What is the matter, Tory? You are the most startling person! You upset one," Teresa Peterson protested. She glanced toward Donald and then toward Lance McClain for their attention or approval. Teresa was unlike the other Girl Scouts.
McClain, Miss Frean and Sheila Mason. Dr. McClain, assisted by the two women, was bearing Kara in his arms. Before Margaret and Tory reached them, he had placed Kara in his motor car and they were driving away. Tory toiled up the long, hot street, her arms filled with packages, her face flushed. How different the atmosphere from the cool green shade of Beechwood Forest!
"How in the world did you find this impossible place? Kara and I have been fearing we might have to stay here always!" Don held out his hand and caught Tory's, giving it a reassuring pressure. He was a big, blue-eyed fellow with fair hair and a splendid physique. In contrast Victoria Drew appeared small and fragile and incapable. Lance McClain was entirely unlike his brother in appearance.
I am not in high favor at camp at present, so I thought I'd do what I was told on this occasion," Lance remarked. Only three girls were sufficiently near at this instant to overhear his speech, Tory, Dorothy McClain and Louise Miller. The other girls and Miss Frean had moved over to meet the advancing Troop. "What are you talking about, Lance?
I hope there is nothing the matter, you are so serious." Before it became necessary for Lance to reply a voice interrupted him. Overhearing the conversation, Dorothy and Louise Miller, who had not been far away, were returning. With an unexpected display of affection, Dorothy McClain, not accustomed to showing her emotions, put her arm through her brother's and held tight to him.
By the way, you and Tory do not know, and perhaps had best not mention it, but the very log cabin where you are planning to install Kara is the house where the child was found deserted years ago." "But gracious, Dr. McClain!" Tory argued, "I have always been told that Kara was found in a deserted farmhouse. Our evergreen cabin was never a farmhouse. Mr.
But Memory Frean, Sheila Mason, her Troop Captain, and her own Girl Scouts might have appreciated the situation. She had been with Kara when the accident took place that might result in the tragedy of her life. Dr. McClain and the two surgeons with whom he consulted could only say there was a possibility of a future recovery.
Sam was kind to me and I learnt to love him." Life on the McClain plantation was a steady grind of work from morning until night. Slaves had to rise in the dark of the morning at the ringing of the "Big House" bell.
What was there in the present moment to amuse him, save her own intention to come immediately to Donald's defense? He so rarely made a speech to any stranger so long as this one to the Girl Scout Troop Captain. When the four of them were together, she and Dorothy McClain, Lance and Don, Lance often accused her of talking for Don.
There was no trace of severity in the Troop Captain's manner or appearance, but Donald McClain flushed uncomfortably and closed his lips into the obstinate lines Tory so well recognized. She wished Dorothy for a moment would be less faithful to her task of preparing breakfast.
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