SHADOWS
When Gloria left Tom, after pressing her three dollars upon him, she met her chum Mildred Graham. Millie had been out in a canoe with the girl visiting old Mrs. Jenkins, and like Mrs. Jenkins, her visitor Katherine Bruen, was a most likable person. She had all the city ways and city graces, she dressed stylishly and looked well in the clothes, in fact the girls whom she had met at Barbend considered Kathy quite the most attractive visitor they had been privileged to entertain in a number of summers. Her light brown hair was bobbed, as so many other heads of hair were that year, and she had blue eyes with heavy lashes, rather too heavy to look real, she was plump and wore dresses that seemed to have been poured upon her—they were so slick and plain. Alongside of her, Millie, who was really quite up-to-date, looked rather quaint in her ginghams and flowered voiles.
“We were looking for you,” Millie told Gloria when the two fell together walking the remainder of the way to their cottages.
“Oh, I’ve been working for dad,” smiled Gloria. “The pleasantest sort of work—collecting launch dues,” she explained.
“We had a wonderful sail. Won’t we miss Katherine? She goes in two more days,” sighed Millie.
“Yes, we will; I think Kathy is a splendid girl. But, Millie, vacation is almost over for all of us,” Gloria reminded her chum.
“I wonder who will be the new teacher and what she will be like?”
“Perhaps I won’t be here to find out,” said Gloria wistfully. She was purposely mysterious.
“Going away, Glo?”
“Perhaps.”