"Look! She has found Tommy."
Jane had lifted little Tommy off her feet and was kissing her delightedly
while Tommy lisped "Thave me, oh, thave me!" causing the other girls near
at hand to laugh amusedly at the funny scene.
At that moment Crazy Jane catching sight of Harriet and her companions,
bounded toward them. Jane was bare-headed. Her blonde hair was flying
about her face and neck; her dress unprotected by a dust coat was covered
with the gray dust of the highways, over which she had driven, and her
whole appearance was disheveled and travel-stained.
Jane fairly flung herself into the arms of Harriet Burrell, giving her a
hearty hug, then treating Margery, Hazel and Miss Elting to the same sort
of greeting.
"Dad's over there. Come on and shake hands with him. He's going back
shortly. You can help me unload the car. Oh, we're going to have a great
time, aren't we darlin's!"
"You don't mean that you have come to join the camp, do you!" questioned
Miss Elting.
"Of course, I have," retorted Crazy Jane. "What did you think I had come
for? Meadow-Brook is like a graveyard since you girls went away. Oh this
is great, isn't it? We'll rattle the bones of this old camp, won't we?"
Harriet laughed merrily. Miss Elting looked grave.
"Does Mrs. Livingston know--did she know you were coming?"
"Of course, she did.
Pages:
105
106
107
108
109
110
111
112
113
114
115
116
117
118
119
120
121
122
123
124
125
126
127
128
129