There were, too,
murmurs of disapproval at the trick that Harriet Burrell and Jane McCarthy
had played on the girls. Some of the Camp Girls were ashamed that they had
shown such cowardice, others were angry at the Meadow-Brook Girls for
making them appear at a disadvantage. Among the latter were Patricia and
Cora. These two were talking it over when Harriet in passing, bade them a
pleasant good morning.
"Now look at her superior smile, will you?" jeered Patricia. "I just would
like to take her down a notch or two, and I will before I leave this
camp."
"How?" asked Cora reflectively.
"I don't know. I'll catch her somehow and make a laughing stock of her
before the rest of the girls."
"Patricia, have you forgotten the bath towel--have you forgotten what she
knows about us?"
"No, I haven't," answered Patricia Scott, with a toss of her head.
"And she hasn't said a word to any one about it."
"You don't know that. Have you noticed that that Miss Elting looks at us
very queerly when she passes us? She is very cold and distant, too, just
as though she knew something about us. You mark my words, that
Meadow-Brook Girl has told her all about finding the towel, but if it gets
to the Chief Guardian I know how I can turn the tables on that impudent
Harriet Burrell.
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