"Don't you think we had better send for Nan and let her offer us some
explanation," Esther unhesitatingly suggested, "perhaps she will be able
to make everything clear?"
Miss McMurtry and, Betty were both silent and Betty moved quietly toward
the opening of the tent. "You really will have to let me go away," she
pleaded, "for I can't stand up and accuse one of our own Camp Fire girls
of having--" Her sentence remained unfinished, but Miss McMurtry was
able to catch hold of her skirt. "You can't leave us in the lurch,
Betty, child, though I do understand your feelings, you must stand by to
help Esther and me out. Certainly we shall not accuse poor Nan of
anything, merely ask her a question. Esther, will you find her for us?"
Betty smiled tearfully as Esther went away on the errand, wondering if
this time Miss Martha feared to trust her.
Ten minutes passed and then fifteen and yet neither Esther nor Nan
appeared. Finally, however, Esther returned looking unusually angry and
crestfallen. "Nan says she won't come until Polly has finished the
story she is reading, and that probably may take another half hour," she
reported. "I told her that you wished her particularly, Miss McMurtry,
and waited as long as I could, but she showed no sign of obeying.
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