Mrs. Eustice had no more
rigid rule than the one against going to town, day or night, without
permission. Ada gave in.
"I'll leave it in your room before dinner--you didn't think I carried it
with me, did you?" she snapped.
"Both?" said Betty significantly, meaning the note and the money.
"Everything!" cried the exasperated Ada, on the verge of angry tears.
"Then you have my promise never to say a word," Betty assured her
blithely.
"Do you want this bottle?" Miss Anderson called after her, as she started
for the school.
Miss Anderson had been studying both girls as she waited quietly.
Now Betty turned, smiled radiantly, and took the bottle the teacher held
out to her. With careful aim, worthy of Bob's training, she fixed her eye
on a handy rock, hurled the bottle with all her strength, and had the
satisfaction of seeing it dashed into a thousand fragments as it struck
the target squarely.
Then she trotted sedately on to her delayed recitation, and Miss Anderson
and the scowling Ada followed more slowly.
Just before dinner that night there came a knock on Betty's door, and
Virgie Smith, one of Ada's friends, thrust a package at Bobby, who had
answered the tap.
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