Not a word was spoken until some of the girls had safely passed outside the gate.
“Oh, I’m just scared to death,” breathed one.
“Nothing to be afraid of,” came in Jean’s voice. “If you don’t want the fun you may go back.”
“Oh! what was that?” exclaimed another. “I saw something dart across the street!”
“Rabbits,” replied the girl in the raincoat.
“Don’t you suppose she will ever tell?” asked Cecilia Reynolds.
“And lose her trade? It isn’t likely,” and they scurried along.
“How do you know she’s good?” asked one as she stumbled over a string of bushes.
“She has a crystal ball,” said Jean. “They are all good!”
“We’ll be good if we get back before study hour is over. It’s all right though, when Dorothy Dale did not get to hear of it. I’m just crazy to know something.”