“Come here quick, girls!” she cried, reaching down to pick up the bulky object which had caught her attention. “I do believe—yes, it is—it must be——”
“Well, say it!” the others cried, peering impatiently over her shoulder.
“Miss Arbuckle’s album,” finished Billie.
CHAPTER VII
STRANGE ACTIONS
Instead of seeming excited, Laura and Vi stared. Vi had not even heard that Miss Arbuckle had lost an album, and Laura just dimly remembered Billie’s having said something about it.
But Billie’s eyes were shining, and she was all eagerness as she picked the old-fashioned volume up and began turning over the pages. She was thinking of poor Miss Arbuckle’s red nose and eyes of that morning and of how different the teacher’s face would look when she, Billie, returned the album.
“Oh, I’m so glad,” she said. “I felt awfully sorry for Miss Arbuckle this morning.”