The Girls of Central High Aiding the Red Cross - Or Amateur Theatricals for a Worthy Cause by Gertrude W. Morrison
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spleen at Hester's action.
"I never will forgive Hessie," Lily said, almost in tears. And the other girls had to urge her over and over again to be sure and come herself on Thursday for the last dress rehearsal. "If the piece is wrecked, let us be castaways together," begged Jess. "Don't anybody else fail. Promise, girls!" They promised sadly. Mr. Mann had hurried away as soon as the last words were said. "Too disgusted to even speak to us," Nellie said sadly. "I am real sorry for him, girls. He has tried so hard." "He deserves a leather medal," said Bobby emphatically. "And what do we deserve?" demanded one of the twins. "I know what Hester Grimes deserves," said Bobby darkly. It was not likely, however, that Hester Grimes would get her deserts. They were all agreed on that point, if on no other. That Wednesday afternoon when the girls separated it was with drooping spirits--all but Laura Belding, at least. Perhaps it was because she always had so many irons in the fire that trouble seemed to roll off her young shoulders like rainwater off a duck's feathers. At least, when she started for the street car that took her to the hospital |
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