“You’ve just got to run,” Dorothy told her firmly, and then she give a little squeal of dismay. “We’ve forgotten Miss Dick’s errand that we came down-town for. We’ve got to go back by Main Street after all.”
“That’s good,” Montana Marie consoled them, “because now we can go together. I’d take you all the way back to Miss Dick’s and explain about my having made you late, only I’ve just remembered that I have to be tutored in English at half-past four, and it’s nearly that now. But you just tell her, Dorothy, that I made you come along with me, and that I’m a friend of your sister’s, and she won’t scold.”
Miss Dick’s errand was at a drug store; one of the girls had a bad cold and the school doctor had prescribed for it.
“Want a soda while we wait?” Marie asked Janet.
Janet shook her blond head hard. “No, thank you. It might make us later,” she said very solemnly.
“How do you two happen to be down-town without a teacher?” asked Marie curiously. “In the boarding-schools I went to we always walked two and two, with a teacher policing the end of the line.”
“Well, you see Harding is such a safe little place,” explained Dorothy, “and Miss Dick believes in trusting us a good deal, and——”
“We’re both honor girls,” cut in Janet placidly.
Montana Marie could not repress a wild peal of laughter.
“You won’t be any longer, I guess,” she told them gaily, “but never you mind that. You’ve had what you wanted most in this world, and that ought to count for something.”