The Camp Fire Girls on the Farm - Or, Bessie King's New Chum by Jane L. Stewart
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"Oh, I'm so glad you're here!" she exclaimed. "I'm so sorry if you were worried about me, Miss Eleanor," said Bessie, remorsefully. "I wasn't, though," said Eleanor. "It's Zara! She's upstairs, crying her eyes out and she won't answer me when I try to get her to tell me what's wrong. You'd better see her, Bessie." CHAPTER IV A NEW DANGER Alarmed at this news of Zara, Bessie hurried upstairs at once to the room the two girls shared. She found her chum on the bed, crying as if her heart would break. "Why, Zara, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" she asked. But try as she might, Bessie could get no answer at all from Zara for a long time. "Have I done anything to make you feel bad? Has anything gone wrong here?" urged Bessie. "If you'll only tell us what's the matter, dear, we'll straighten it out. Can't you trust me?" |
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