[“Isn’t it beautiful, Polly?”]
THE POLLY PAGE RANCH CLUB
CHAPTER I
FIRST CALL FOR ACTION
“Oh, girls, Crullers can’t come.”
Sue Warner ran down the flight of stone steps that led from the side entrance at Calvert Hall to the garden, her face full of perplexity. Waiting for her were three of the girls, Isabel Lee, Ruth Brooks, and Edwina, or rather, “Ted” Moore.
“But why?” demanded Ted. “Is she behind on classes? I’ll help her out to-morrow, tell her. She must go. Polly said so.”
“But she can’t, Ted, don’t you understand? She would if she could. Why, her face looked as if she’d swallowed a lot of tacks when I passed her just now. Miss Murray was with her.”
“That accounts for said tacks,” Ruth put in, gravely. “Bonnie Jean has very likely hurt Crullers’ feelings.”