Betty Gordon in Washington by pseud. Alice B. Emerson
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XXII BEING RESCUED
XXIII ANOTHER RESCUE XXIV BOB IS CLEARED XXV FUTURE PLANS BETTY GORDON IN WASHINGTON CHAPTER I THE GORED COW For lack of a better listener, Betty Gordon addressed the saucy little chipmunk that sat on the top rail of the old worn fence and stared at her with bright, unwinking eyes. "It is the loveliest vase you ever saw," said Betty, busily sorting the tangled mass of grasses and flowers in her lap. "Heavy old colonial glass, you know, plain, but with beautiful lines." The chipmunk continued to regard her gravely. |
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