"You look as though your face was burnt. I believe you've been playing hooky, Ruth Fielding!" cried Ann.
"Right the first time," sighed Ruth, happily. "Oh, I feel so much better. And I know I shall sleep like a brick."
"You mean, a railroad tie, don't you?" demanded Ann. "That's a sleeper!"
"Of course we found your note, and we told Miss Brokaw. But she's got it in for you just the same," said Helen, slangily. "And only guess!"
"Yes! Guess! Ruth! Fielding!" and Ann seized her and danced her about the room. "You missed it by being absent to-day."
"Oh, don't! Never mind all this! I'm tired enough. I've walked miles," groaned Ruth. "What have I missed?"
"Mr. Hammond is in Lumberton. He came to see you about the scenario," Helen eagerly said.
Ruth sat down and clasped her hands, while her cheeks paled. "It's a failure!" she whispered.