"Already I perfectly adore Betty. Of course she
does not care a great deal for me, for there is nothing in me to attract
her, but all my life I have wanted some one to love, and sort of take
care of and do things for. Of course Betty has so many people she does
not need me much now, but some day. Oh well, as she herself says, one
never can tell just how things may turn out in this world."
"Wohelo, Wohelo, Wohelo!" A far cry from several voices sounded across
the fields and a few moments later Betty Ashton, Meg, Eleanor and Juliet
Field came into view. Betty was wearing her every day Camp Fire costume
with the official hat of blue cloth embroidered with a silver gray "W"
on a dark red background and over her shoulder was strapped a smart
knapsack. She seemed to dance away from the other girls, although she
was not dancing but running. Yet such was her grace and slenderness
that somehow she appeared:
Like to a lady turning in the dance, Foot before foot from earth so
slightly moved, That scarce perceptible her advance.
Arriving first she threw herself down on the ground near Esther, tossing
off her hat and resting her head on the other girl's lap.
"I am nearly dead!" she exclaimed rather irritably. "Two miles walk
into town and two miles back is a good deal when one has been doing a
thousand things beforehand.
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