Dorothy smiled as she looked fondly again at the riot of pretty things about her dresser. “I think it was too much for the girls to give me all these things,” she remarked. “I wonder how they could spare them from their home presents?”
“Oh, they were the things they could not get in their boxes,” said Tavia, plaguing her companion. “But say, let’s snooze. Ned and I walked all the way to town to-day and I am almost dead.”
“What did you go away in there for?”
“To ask the Gleaner man who gave him your picture.”
“Did he tell you?”
“He said it came by mail, anonymously.”
Then Dorothy smiled as she touched the button that extinguished the light.
CHAPTER XXXI
A MEETING OF THE BOARD
“Jean is gone!”