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"I don't think I can wait now." She was thoroughly frightened. "Couldn't you come down to the camp, and tell me? Then we could talk comfortably. The sun is very hot up here." "But what I have to say is best said in the open," he answered vaguely. "I prefer this to all spots on earth." He paused and Tavia's first impulse was to run, but then
The boys laughed at Tavia's defense, but Joe and Roger were impatient to hear all about the ghost, and they begged Tavia to go on with her story. "What did the light do?" asked Roger, edging up so close to Tavia that his curly head brushed her elbow. "Why, Roger, dear," said Dorothy kindly, "you must not believe in such nonsense. There are no such things as ghosts."
Oh, I remember it! They took me in that!" "Molly, dear! You are not to remember anything except that you are with me!" "But what shall we do when they go? It is night!" "We will find shelter some place. I am an expert on finding shelter!" The girl rested her head against Tavia's shoulder.
"I came to thank you," faltered Tavia, glancing with misgivings at the handsome bared arms and throat before the gilt framed mirror. "For your heart?" and Mrs. White smiled so kindly. "Yes," said Tavia simply, and the next moment she had both arms around that beautiful neck. The woman held the girl to her breast for a moment. Tavia's heart was beating wildly. "My dear," said Mrs.
"But I do hope she will not sit up late," came the thought, when some time after Tavia's exit Dorothy remembered that no sound had since indicated that her chum had come toward the room. "Aunt Winnie does not like these little late conferences." Then she turned off her light and continued to listen for Tavia's footstep. Meanwhile, Tavia was talking very seriously to Nat.
She dreamed of everything the superintendent's office, of Miss Allen's sweet face, of how confused the other clerk became it was all perfectly clear yet so closely interwoven as to be inextricable, after the manner of most feverish dreams. It seemed she had been sleeping a long time when she heard whispering at her door or, rather, just outside the second door that led into Tavia's room.
Naturally slight, her sickness had also taken flesh from her, so that when Tavia put her arms about her, and the other threw her arms over Tavia's shoulders, the two trudged along over the rough path, and soon were out on a roadway. "There is a camp over there," said Tavia, as they came in sight of something white, just showing through the sunset. "We must go to that."
Was it because Dorothy had shared her money with her that she made such a fuss about it? "We must get the boys' things first," went on Dorothy. "The little fellows must have their steam engines." Then the face of her little brother Johnnie seemed to come before Tavia's bewildered eyes. How he beamed when she promised him that engine!
There were pictures, too, on Tavia's side of the room, but how they got there one could never guess from a birds-eye view for the hanging indicated a sudden storm on "art day," without paper-weights. This same blow included the mottoes, and wise sayings; trophies of certain victories in the way of narrow escapes from dismissals, or such mementos as suspicious games outside the school grounds.
"I heard something!" declared Dorothy, and the sound came from back of the hill. "Boys! Boys!" she shouted, but they were now too far away to answer promptly. "Don't try to follow, Cologne. I feel that I can run like the wind. I heard Tavia's voice, and I heard it right over there!" As she flew through the woods Cologne, in distress, tried to summon the boys.
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