“But we must tell Sherry,” Gloria rattled on. “Trixy, do you mind if I write?”
“I’ll put in a little censored note——”
“I’m sure he has never heard of me, of Mary Mears,” declared Mary, just as Miss Alton, otherwise “Alty” and little Miss Taylor, otherwise “Whisper” appeared and marshalled forces for the four mile hike.
There was opportunity for confidences along the way, and Mary’s attitude was seriously discussed by the two girls from Sandford.
“She’s high-spirited,” declared Trixy.
“And touchy,” added Gloria.
“I can’t just see why she acts so offish.”
“Seems to keep the brake on every minute.”
“Afraid of hills—sliding, I mean.”
“Into reality. I’ve thought of that.”