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She's a queer little thing," Helen said, before her chum could answer. "She's rather dense, don't you know," put in Lluella's chum, Belle Tingley. "I'm not so sure of that," laughed Lluella. "Miss Brokaw became impatient with little Pease and said: "'It seems you are never able to answer a question, Mary; why is it?

"I must say I don't believe there ever was anybody but Washington that didn't tell a lie. It's awfully hard to be exactly truthful always," said Lluella. "You remember that time in the primary grade, just after we'd come here to Briarwood, Belle?" "Do I?" laughed Belle Tingley. "You fibbed all right then, Miss." "It wasn't very bad and I did want to see the whole school so much.

"Aw, let 'em alone, Bob," said Isadore. "Who wants 'em, anyway?" Jennie Stone would have replied, only Belle and Lluella shook her. It took two girls to shake Heavy satisfactorily. And the entire six ignored the three boys, who went off growling among themselves. "Just for a little old mess of candy," snorted Isadore, who was the last to leave the house.

So so I took one of my pencils to our teacher and asked her if she would ask the other scholars if it was theirs. "Of course, all the other girls in our room said it wasn't," proceeded Lluella. "Then teacher said just what I wanted her to say: 'You may inquire in the other classes. So I went around and saw all the other classes and had a real nice time.

She's sure about it, you see," the stout girl said. "When Mary Cox wants to be mean, she can be, now I tell you!" Indeed, Heavy was not like the other three girls in the next room. Mary, Belle and Lluella never looked at Ruth if they could help it, and never spoke to her.

And then, suddenly, she stopped chewing the bit of candy she had taken into her mouth, and a sudden flush overspread her face. "Why, here's a piece of nutshell!" cried Lluella. "How careless those boys were!" Helen added. "They got some of the shells in with the meat." "We should have expected it," Belle cried. "They never should have been trusted to crack the nuts."

Just the snow drifting down, faster and faster, thicker and thicker, gathering so rapidly that they all were secretly frightened, although at first each girl tried to speak cheerfully of it. "If we'd only thought to get Janey to put us up a luncheon," sighed Heavy, "I wouldn't have minded staying here all day. It's warm enough, that's sure." "My feet are cold," complained Lluella.

"She declared that a girl, or woman without a good digestion could not really fill her rightful place in the world and accomplish that which we are each supposed to do. Oh, the Madam always proves her point." "And I was sick for a week afterward," sighed Lluella. "And had to take such a dose!" At that moment, without the least forewarning, there came a smart rap on the door.

The six girls from Snow Camp were indeed in peril of death and all were convinced of the fact. Lluella Fairfax was in tears, and her chum, Belle Tingley, was on the verge of weeping, too. Helen Cameron had hard work to keep back her own sobs; even Jennie Stone, the stout girl, was past turning the matter into a joke. And Madge Steele was unable to suggest a single cheerful portent.

The big sleigh in which were Helen and the other girls swept into the clearing in advance and Ruth's chum led the chorus addressed vociferously to the girl from Red Mill. "Oh, Ruthie!" "The lost is found!" "And she got here first wasn't that cute of her?" "Oh, do tell us all about it, Ruth," cried Lluella Fairfax. "However could you scare us so, Ruthie?" cried Jennie Stone, the heavyweight.

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