The Camp Fire Girls Go Motoring - Or, Along the Road That Leads the Way by Hildegard G. (Hildegard Gertrude) Frey
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Sahwah was telling that joke about the man thinking the car was empty, when all the while there was a miss in the motor and a "dutchman" in the back seat, when there came a rap on the door and the lady of the house came in. A minute later we were all looking at each other in bewildered astonishment. _She had asked us to leave the house._ "But we've engaged the rooms for the night," said Nyoda. That made no difference. We could have our money back. She had changed her mind about letting the rooms. "You certainly can't think of turning this sick girl out of the house!" exclaimed Nyoda, incredulously. Mrs. Moffat's face did not change in the least. She looked from one to the other of us with a steely glitter in her eye, which was a great change from the professional hospitality of her manner when she had let the rooms. "People aren't always as sick as they make folks believe," she said, sourly. "You certainly don't doubt that this girl is sick!" said Nyoda, in desperation. "I'm not saying I doubt anything," replied Mrs. Moffat. "I said I didn't want you to have the rooms to-night and I meant it." "Will you please come outside and explain yourself," said Nyoda, "where it won't excite this sick girl?" |
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