Betty Gordon at Boarding School - The Treasure of Indian Chasm by pseud. Alice B. Emerson
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believe Ada can wear her fine feathers now she has 'em."
Twenty minutes' ride brought them in sight of the school, and as the bus turned down the road that led to the lake, many exclamations of pleasure were heard. A double row of weeping willows, now bare, of course, bordered the lake, and the sloping lawns of the school led down to these. The red brick buildings of the Salsette Academy could be glimpsed on the other shore. Shadyside consisted of a large brick and limestone building that the last term pupils in the busses obligingly explained was the "administration," where classes were taught. The gymnasium was also in this building. In addition were three gray stone buildings, connected with bridges, in which were the dormitories, the teachers' rooms, the dining room, the infirmary, and the kitchens. The administration building was also connected with the other buildings by a covered passageway which, they were to discover, was opened only in bad weather. Mrs. Eustice, the principal, had a theory that girls did not get out into the fresh air often enough. The main building possessed a handsome doorway, and here the busses stopped and discharged their passengers. "Ada, my dear love!" cried a girl from the bus behind the one in which Betty and her friends had ridden. An over-dressed, stout girl advanced upon Ada Nansen and kissed her affectionately. "Look quick! That's Ruth Gladys Royal!" whispered Bobby. "I hope they |
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