“She calls on nothing but her own shrewd sense,” replied Laura, shortly. “And she can tell you really nothing. Take my advice, girls, and don’t try it.”
“Oh!” cried the disappointed Bobby “I did so hope she could tell me—more.”
“Don’t you believe a thing she told you about trouble coming to you at school,” said Eve, quietly.
“You needn’t worry about that, Bobs,” drawled Dora Lockwood. “You know you are always getting into trouble with Gee Gee.”
“Maybe she could tell me how to circumvent her,” sighed Bobby.
“You’ll never get the best of Miss Grace Carrington,” said Jess, decidedly; “so give up all hope of that.”
“Let the little lady try it—do,” whined one of the women. “She can learn much, perhaps. Because one fails, that is no reason why another should not succeed.”
“I’d like to try it,” said Bobby, earnestly.
Laura whispered: “What they want to find out is if we saw the girl who has run away from them, and if we know where she is. Be careful.”
“Are you sure?”