“And a booby trap on the door.”
And so the Council of War proceeded to draw up plans against the new governess.
Meanwhile, a train was speeding along between green fields and leafy woods. In a corner of a carriage sat a girl, looking out of the window, and thinking to herself, “What jolly country for scouting this would be!”
She looked about twenty-four or twenty-five. She had the kind of face a boy would call jolly, and the kind of nice blue eyes that seem to smile at you and make you feel—“This is a friend; one can talk to her and tell her things, and she will understand, although she is a grown-up.”
“Well,” said Bill, “is war declared?” “Yes,” came the determined reply.
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Presently the girl sighed. “How jolly hard it was saying good-bye to the Cubs!” she thought to herself. “But I mustn’t ‘give in to myself’ and feel unhappy. After all, I am going to some more boys. Dear little chaps, they sound awfully jolly and a good handful to manage. I should feel rather homesick if it was not for the thought of them. But they are sure to give me a good welcome, and we will soon make friends.”
She smiled to herself, and the train thundered on between the green fields.