The Girls of Central High Aiding the Red Cross - Or Amateur Theatricals for a Worthy Cause by Gertrude W. Morrison
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"Well, why not?" demanded Bobby. "Should I copy Pretty Sweet's strut?" "Aw--him!" snorted Billy Long, turning away in vexation. "Now, tell me," said the quick-minded Bobby Hargrew to Laura and Jess, with whom she chanced to be walking at the moment, "why it is that Billy has taken such a violent dislike to poor Purt of late? Why, he doesn't feel kindly enough toward him to send him another dead fish!" They were going to the rehearsal, which was in the small hall of the school. Of course, there was a sight of bustle and talking. Every girl was greatly excited over her part. Some were "sure they couldn't do it," while there were those who "could not possibly remember cues." "And I know I shall laugh just at the wrong place," said Lily Pendleton. "I always do." "If you do," growled Bobby, "I'll do something to you that will make you feel far from laughing, I assure you." "How savagely you talk!" sighed Nellie Agnew. "That boy's part you are to fill is already affecting you, Clara." "'Sailor Bob' is going to be terrifically rough, I suppose," Jess said, laughing. Mr. Mann called them to order, and the girls finally rustled into seats and prepared to go through "The Rose Garden" for the first time. Everybody knew her first speeches, and as Mr. Mann accentuated the cues and advised about |
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