"But Dick hasn't done anything. I am sure of it. Why, I don't think he has seen her since we stopped at her home that time."
"Well, he seemed very attentive to her here in the stand," said Grace, "and if you'll remember, he didn't meet us when we arrived. I am sure Dora looked for him."
Tom gave a long sigh and shrugged his shoulders.
"This takes the edge off the victory," he murmured. "I thought the six of us would have a jolly time for the rest of the day."
"It certainly is too bad," answered Nellie. "But I don't think Dora is to blame."
"Oh, of course a girl will stick up for another girl," retorted Tom, bound to say something in his brother's defense.
"Tom Rover!" cried Nellie, and then she showed that she was displeased.
It was quite a while before Sam came back from seeing Dora to the seminary. He, too, thought Dora was more to blame than Dick, and this did not altogether please Grace. As a consequence there was a coldness all around, and the rest of the afternoon dragged most woefully. Dick did not return, and at last Sam and Tom saw the Laning girls back to their school.
"A pretty mess of fish!" muttered Sam on returning to Brill.
"Yes; and where is it going to end?" asked Tom dolefully. It was the first time there had been such cold feelings all around.