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Hurt as she was, why should she give The Fox the satisfaction of knowing she felt the slight? Ruth began to take herself to task for her "softness." Let Helen go with the Upedes if she wished. Here were nice girls all about her, and all the Sweetbriars particularly thought a great deal of her, Ruth knew. She need not mope and weep just because Helen Cameron, her oldest friend, had neglected her.
That was another reason, perhaps, why Ruth and Helen were shown so little attention by the quartette of girls next door o them. They were all busy even Heavy herself in herding the new girls whom they had entangled in the tentacles of the Upedes. The chums found themselves untroubled by the F. C.'s; it seemed to be a settled fact among the girls that Ruth and Helen were pledged to the Upedes.
But Sarah Fish and Phyllis Short, and some of the other Infants, seemed determined to keep the idea alive, and they all considered Ruth Fielding a prime mover in the conspiracy. It was noised abroad that neither the F. C.'s nor the Upedes were getting many new names enrolled for membership.
They hold a meeting this evening, too. You know, she said there was rivalry between the two big school clubs. Hers is the Upedes." "Oh! the Up and Doings," laughed Ruth. "I remember." "She said she would wait for us after we get through with Mrs. Tellingham and introduce us to her friends." "Well!" gasped Ruth, with a sigh. "We most certainly cannot go to both. What shall we do?"
It had been just a breathing space for the girls who really were anxious to stand well in their classes at Briarwood Hall. Those who like some of the Upedes desired nothing so much as "fun," complained because the vacation had been so short, and dawdled over their books again. But there was no dawdling in Duet Two, West Dormitory.
But Mary Cox paid her respects to the first speaker only, by saying: "If you want to get ahead of the Upedes, Madge Steele, you Fussy Curls had better set your alarm clocks a little earlier." Ruth and Helen were climbing out of the old coach now, and the girl named Madge Steele looked them over sharply. "Pledged, are they?" she said to Mary Cox, in a low tone. "Well!
Miss Reynolds walked sedately with them down to the landing. By that time Mary Cox and most of the Upedes were on the ice and they were joined by all the boys but Tom. The Fox had laid her plans well. Mr. Hargreaves skated back to shake hands with Miss Reynolds. "This is a surprise," he said. "I am sure I did not expect to find you and your young ladies here, Miss Reynolds."
Had this coarse fellow, with his pudgy hands, his corpulency, his drooping black mustache, some hold upon Miss Picolet? Had he followed her to Briarwood Hall, and had he made her meet him behind the fountain just at that hour when the Upedes were engaged in hazing Helen and herself? These thoughts arose in her mind again as Ruth gazed apprehensively at the ugly-looking harpist.
The other girls stood ready to be her friends. They had not noticed Ruth's silence and abstraction much less her tears. She wiped her eyes hard, gulped down her sobs, and determined to have a good time in spite of either the Upedes or Helen's hardness of heart. The first wagonette reached the shore of the lake some time ahead of the second.
"But we are not," Ruth Fielding said, to her friend. "I don't like this way of doing business at all, Helen do you?" "Well but what does it matter?" queried Helen, pouting. "We want to get in with a lively set; don't we? I'm sure the Upedes are nice girls." "I don't like the leadership of them," said Ruth, frankly. "Miss Cox?" "Miss Cox exactly," said the girl from the Red Mill.
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