Dorothy Dainty at Glenmore Part 5
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"Don't you speak a single word!" commanded Patricia, "for I'm 'bout as mad as I can be now, and if I get any madder--"
She stopped in sheer amazement, for Arabella had put on her hat, and was now getting into her coat.
"Where are you going?" demanded Patricia, but Arabella put her left hand over her lips, while with her right she slipped another b.u.t.ton into its b.u.t.tonhole, and sidled toward the door.
Patricia sprang forward, locked the door, took Arabella by the shoulder, and pushed her toward a chair. Surprised, and calmed by Arabella's silence, and her attempt to leave the room, Patricia now spoke in an injured tone.
"I'd never believe you'd start to go out, when I'd just come in so vexed, and with loads of things to tell you. For goodness' sake, can't you answer?"
"You told me not to say a word," said Arabella, "and you looked so cross that I just didn't dare to, and I was going out so I'd be sure not to."
Patricia was flattered to learn that Arabella had actually been afraid of her. "Goosie!" she cried, "when will you learn that I don't always mean all that I say! Old Sharp-eyes didn't really open my bundle. Come over here and see what was hidden in it."
She opened the parcel of gaily-flowered cotton, and began to unfold the goods.
"There!" she cried when the last fold was loosed, and six packages were proudly displayed.
"Good gracious!" cried Arabella, "I don't see how you got inside the door with all those things, for I saw her pinching your bundle, and you'd think that she must have felt those little parcels even if they were wrapped inside that cloth."
"Well, you may be very sure she didn't feel them, for if she had, I'd never had them to show you."
It was, indeed, a fixed rule at Glenmore that pupils, except by special permission, should bring no food into the building, the reason being that plenty of good food was provided at meal times, and eating between meals was forbidden.
Patricia's idea of a "treat" was a variety of all sorts, but never a thought had she as to whether the articles that she chose would combine well.
Arabella, often annoyed with indigestion, gazed at the "treat" that Patricia had placed upon the little table, and wondered how she would feel when she had eaten her share.
And eat it she must, for Patricia never would forgive her if she did not. More than that, she must not refuse anything, because Patricia would consider that a sure sign that her "treat" had failed to please, and for a week at least, would talk of Arabella as ungrateful.
In a room farther up the corridor, Vera and Elf were laughing and chuckling over much the same trick as that which Patricia had played, only that Vera and Elf had brought a huge parcel into the house, and had not been questioned regarding it.
It was late afternoon when Vera had returned from the village. Dorothy saw her far up the road, and wondered why she walked so slowly, but as she neared the gateway, it was evident that she carried a heavy parcel.
Her storm-coat had a deep cape, but it only partly hid the bundle.
She looked up toward the window where Dorothy stood, laughed, and made a gesture to indicate that she was going around to the rear of the house.
"Nancy, what do you suppose the girls are up to?"
"Vera has just come from the village with a bundle twice as big as the one Miss Fenler found Patricia bringing in, and she has gone around toward the back door with it."
"She's trying to dodge Miss Fenler," Nancy said.
"But, Nancy, she can't get to her room from the back way. The back door leads into the kitchen. There's no back stairway."
"I know that," Nancy said, "but Vera isn't going around the house for the sake of a walk. She's intending to get in the back way I do believe.
I wonder if she has coaxed one of the maids to help her. Come on, down the hall to the big window that has a balcony under it. We'll see if she really gets in."
Dorothy clasped Nancy's outstretched hand and they ran softly along the hall, reaching the window just in time to see a bulky-looking bundle swinging from a rope, and occasionally b.u.mping against the house as it made its way slowly upward.
On the ground stood Vera eagerly looking up, while, from the window of their room Elf reached out, desperately struggling to draw the heavy bundle up to the window sill.
"Don't stand there looking up at me!" she said in a voice hardly above a whisper. "Come up here before somebody sees you." Vera lost no time in doing as Elf said, while Dorothy and Nancy wasted not a moment, but sped down the hall, and once safely in their room, sat down, laughing at what they had seen.
Meanwhile, Vera raced along the hall, and into her room, flew to the window and soon the precious bundle lay on the floor, the two girls bending over it.
"Oo-oo! Cream-cakes! A box of fudge, frosted cake!" cried Elf, then.
"What's in this tin can?"
"Oysters," said Vera, "and we'll have a hot stew to-night after every one is in bed!"
"My! But how can we cook it?" Elf asked.
"In the can," said Vera. "That's easy 'nough. There's a pint of oysters, and three pints of milk all shaken up together in that two-quart can. We can heat it over the gas jet. I'm sure they'll cook all right."
"Why, Vera Vane! It will take _hours_ to make it boil over that gas jet.
I guess we'll enjoy taking turns holding it, while we wait for it to cook!"
"Pooh! It'll taste so good we'll forget our arms ache when we get the very first spoonful!"
Elf was not sure about that, but Vera had a way of speaking as if what she said settled the matter, so although not convinced, Elf made no reply. "Come! Help me put these things away," cried Vera. "We don't want any one to know about our fine little after-bedtime party, and we ought to hide our treat before some one comes to our door."
So the cakes and fudge were placed on the shelf in the closet, where with the big can full of oysters and milk they became close neighbors with the hat-boxes.
Then Vera and Elf sat down to prepare their lessons for the next day.
They had invited Betty Chase and her chum, Valerie Dare, to spend the evening with them, and enjoy the treat.
They were to go to bed at the usual time, have their light out at nine o'clock, and as soon as they heard Miss Fenler pa.s.s down the hall, and then descend the stairs, they were to open their door softly, close it behind them, and then, with greatest caution, make their way along the hall to Vera's room.
Night came, their lessons were prepared for the morrow, their lights were out, when they heard Miss Fenler pa.s.s their door, then,--why did she return and pa.s.s the door a second time?
Was it imagination, or did she pause before going on?
Their hearts beat faster, and Valerie laid her hand over hers, she afterward said, to hush it so that the dreaded Miss Fenler might not hear it.
"Has she gone?" whispered Betty, to which Valerie, who was nearest the door, replied with a low, "Sh--!"
Farther up the corridor two others listened. Not a sound was heard in the hall, and Betty Chase cautiously opened the door a few inches. A board in the floor creaked, and she shut the door so quickly that she forgot to be careful, and one might have heard it the length of the hall.
"Oo-oo!" whispered Valerie. "You let me manage that door, please, the next time it's opened."
"When'll the next time be?" whispered Betty with a chuckle.
"Now!" whispered Valerie, and stepping out into the hall, they carefully closed the door, then ran softly along to Vera's door, and tapped upon the panel with a hat-pin for a knocker. The door opened and they were only too glad to have it close behind them. Yet a bit longer they waited before lighting up, and while they waited, they sat upon the bed and talked in whispers.
The street lamp threw a band of light across the room.
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