"My, just listen to her," yawned Grace. "Allen's division, indeed. As though he were the only one we were interested in--"
But her words were cut short by a startled exclamation from Betty.
"Oh, girls, look here!" she cried. "Look at these names. Oh, I hope it isn't true! I hope it isn't!"
Chapter VII
Bad Tidings Confirmed
"I wish I knew what you were talking about," said Mollie, pausing with a sandwich half-way to her mouth, while Amy and Grace regarded the Little Captain with astonishment. "What names? Where?"
But Betty was paying no attention to them. She was reading hastily the column that had caught her startled attention.
"Listen to this," she said, reading out loud. "Among those who were killed in the last great Allied offensive are the names of these brave soldiers. James Browning of Columbus, Ohio--No, that isn't what I mean--Look, here they are--James Dempsey and Arnold Dempsey, Junior. Girls, do you suppose --" and she looked at them with widening eyes.
"Arnold Dempsey, Arnold Dempsey," repeated Mollie, searching in her memory, but Amy interrupted excitedly.
"That was Professor Dempsey's name, wasn't it?" she asked. "Oh, Betty, do you suppose it could be his son?"