"
"Do with me, Mrs. Livingston. Why--why, there is only one thing to
do--send me away! I am not worthy of your consideration. Oh, to think that
I could do such a thing."
"My poor, dear girl!" said the Guardian tenderly. "You have done wrong,
very wrong, but that wrong is tempered with a nobility of soul that is
rare, indeed. I suspect more than you think. I have suspected from little
things that have developed in my investigation that Miss Kidder and Miss
Scott might explain something of the mysterious happenings here that I
have no need to mention. I have believed all along that you at least
suspected. Am I right, Harriet?"
"Two nights ago I learned something that set me to thinking," answered
Harriet weakly. "Oh, you are so good to me! But I couldn't tell you. I
just couldn't," moaned Harriet.
"I understand, my dear. I forgive you for your shortcomings. Sometimes one
is ennobled by being tried by fire. I shall take this matter up
immediately and act promptly."
Harriet left the Chief Guardian's headquarters with a full heart. It was
all she could do to keep the tears back So engrossed was she with her own
thoughts that she did not observe Cora Bidder at the entrance to the tent.
Cora tried to slip in without being seen by any one, but there were too
many keen eyes in Camp Wau-Wau to miss anything that promised excitement
They saw Harriet too, saw that she was unhappy.
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