The Motor Girls on a Tour by Margaret Penrose
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two young proprietors, who were not supposed to be really
concerned, felt distinctly that "something was doing somewhere." Cora sank down into a low wicker chair. Bess and Belle managed to both get upon a very small divan, while Daisy, Maud and Ray, the "three graces," stood over in the corner, where an open window let in just enough honeysuckle to sift the very sofest possible sunshine about the group. But Hazel lingered near the telephone. She had confided to Cora that Paul was not at all well when he left home in the morning, and just now she was wondering if it would seem silly for her to call up the Whitehall Company and ask to speak with her brother. At that instant the telephone bell rang. It sent the expected shock through the little assemblage, and Cora jumped up as if she anticipated a message. Tillie took down the receiver. Presently she was saying "no" and "yes," and then she repeated Cora's name. She handed the receiver to Cora with a whispered word. Hazel's face went very white. "You little goose!" exclaimed Bess, who instantly noticed the change. "Is there no one here worth a telephone message but Hazel |
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