“Fun!” Gale echoed. “I wouldn’t say you had so much fun,” she added.
“On the whole I did,” Phyllis declared, “and I even found a father! He is going to Marchton to see Miss Fields and move all my belongings,” she continued.
“He is! What is going to happen to Miss Fields?” Gale asked.
“I asked him not to do anything about her,” Phyllis said. “All I want is never to have to go back there.”
“Then we won’t see you much this summer,” Gale sighed. “Marchton will seem different.”
“Oh, I’ll see you all right,” Phyllis said but she did not explain further then.
The girls had left the wood shore line behind them and come out again upon the campus. Now they could see the stars above them twinklingly close.
“Look at that red glow back of the Chemistry Hall,” Gale said suddenly. “What do you suppose it is?”
“I can’t imagine,” Phyllis said. “Something at the stables. Let’s investigate.”
Keeping in the shadows so as to be out of sight of any wandering teacher the girls crept around the Chemistry Hall. What they saw froze them momentarily to the spot with horror. Flames were curling around the corner of the main stable and smoke was pouring from a shattered window. From the groom’s quarters stumbled one of the attendants. The other regular man was not on the grounds today.