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Updated: June 14, 2025
"I guess I couldn't get along very well without Dorothy," she went on thinking, as she trudged forward. "She always kept me together. But at least I'll try to do her training justice now. I'll try to walk back to camp." A narrow path ran beside the rails. This, Tavia thought had been trodden down by tramps. Beyond, there seemed nothing but woods, and it was getting dusk.
The nurse laughed to show her pretty teeth, Tavia thought. She was pretty, and her immaculate white linen was immensely becoming. "My name is Bell Mary Bell," she said, "and yours is " "Betsy Dixon," replied Tavia. "What a charming name Betsy Dixon! Quite like a bullet from Molly Pitcher's gun," said the nurse. Tavia smiled but failed to catch the significance of that remark.
Dorothy readily agreed to keep silent, in fact it would not do for any one in her home to know of her experience, as the major was too ill to be worried, but Tavia did not see why her father should not be acquainted with the affair, as he always knew what to do.
Then she saw the wagon overturn! The next instant she noted that the stranger had grabbed the horse by the trailing reins. "Quick!" shrieked Tavia. "The girls may be under the cart!" With strength gathered from every desperation Dorothy ran on. She was beside the overturned wagon now, and without uttering a word she crawled in through the upright sticks, down amid the dust and hay.
Within the office she was confronted by the superintendent of the store, and then the woman detective explained that a valuable ring had been taken from a tray on the counter, and she had reason to believe Dorothy or Tavia knew something about the missing article. Tavia could not, or would not, keep her anger within bounds.
Scarcely had she rounded the alcove when Tom noticed some one at the top of the stairs. It was Tavia. She stood for a moment looking at Tom, then she nodded her head in a friendly way and disappeared as quietly as she had come. "Awkward," thought Tom, "but any one would know I am here to hear about Ned." Dorothy was coming back now, and she was smiling. "Sound asleep," she whispered.
And, in presenting the young ladies of Glenwood School, I must at once apologize for, and criticise Tavia Travers. From the very first book of the series entitled "Dorothy Dale, a Girl of To-day," we find Dorothy striving bravely to induce Tavia to give up her stagey ways.
But the fact that all seemed to need Tavia to finish up the holiday plans, and that now she had not come put Nat in a very restless mood, and when the dinner, which was served immediately upon the return from the depot, was over, Nat decided he would find something to do that would occupy his time until the eight o'clock train, when, of course, they would again go to the station.
Ugh!" and she looked between the ties at the lurking depths of mud and other things on either side of the railroad embankment. "I just hate uncertainties." She stepped cautiously a little farther. "Well, if I fall it serves me right. I shouldn't have done this!" Tavia poor Tavia! The place was very lonely. Tavia realized this. She knew instantly that she was in the woods.
Scarcely had the words been uttered than all Tavia's pranks and follies seemed to come up before Dorothy's memory like some horrid, mocking specters. Surely Tavia had always done "strange things," and very likely only Dorothy's powerful influence had kept her from risking greater dangers. But Dorothy could not listen to anything against her nearest and dearest friend.
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