Dorothy Dale : a girl of today by Margaret Penrose
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is true-blue, eh, Bob?" he said patting his daughter affectionately.
"You knew what I meant about the man Anderson, did you not, Tavia?" he went on. "That was your 'special friend' I believe." "Oh, I have met him," replied Tavia laughing, "but I think now the reason the old squire wanted to get me into this trouble was because he thought it might affect Dorothy Dale, as she is my special friend. Somehow the Burlock-Anderson affair seemed to be aimed at the Dales." "Oh, yes, no doubt of it," answered Mr. MacAllister, "but we think we are on the track of settling the matter now." Tavia felt she could scarcely wait to tell all this to Dorothy, for she had been wondering what had become of the Anderson affair. Alice looked proudly up at her father as they neared the school. "They may think you have come to take someone else away," she said laughing. "This has been a queer picnic day." "Don't worry about that," he answered. "You must have an extra good time to make up for your troubles and disappointment, I will see what I can do for you." Alice cast a meaning glance at Tavia. If her father undertook to give Dalton school a treat it would surely be something worth while, Alice was sure, and so, with that bright prospect uppermost in her mind, she led her father into the school room. |
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