So the four men went out, leaving Linda and Dot alone at last with the girl who had made so much trouble for them. The girl who had pretended to be Linda Carlton!
CHAPTER XVIII
FANNY’S STORY
The three girls sat silently for a few minutes after the men had left. They heard the car start, and Fanny heaved a sigh of relief.
“Of course you hate me,” she said, in a pathetic voice, turning her face towards Linda. “But I don’t believe you can hate me half so much as I hate Les!”
Both Linda and Dot looked at the girl in surprise.
“But you didn’t have to marry him!” Dot pointed out.
“I know. But I hadn’t found him out then. I—I didn’t know anybody could be so awful!”
Linda stood up.
“Suppose,” she suggested, “we go outside where it is so much more beautiful—and hear your story, Fanny. I’d like to know just what did lead up to your pretending to be me.”
The girl jumped to her feet. She didn’t seem sick at all now; in all probability it had only been nerves.