Part 4 (1/2)
”Of course we shall,” chimed in Helen.
”Then do so at once,” commanded the senior. ”You see, this will be my graduation party. No more Briarwood for me after this June, and I don't know what I shall do when I go to Poughkeepsie next fall and leave all you 'Infants' behind here--”
”_Infants!_ Listen to her!” shouted Belle Tingley. ”Get out of here!”
and under a shower of sofa pillows Madge Steele had to retire from the room.
Ruth slipped away easily after that, for the other girls were gabbling so fast over the invitation for the early summer vacation, that they did not notice her departure.
This was the hour she had promised to meet the strange girl in whom she had taken such a great interest the night before-it was between the two morning recitation hours.
She ran down past the end of the dormitory building into the head of the long serpentine path, known as the Cedar Walk. The lines of closely growing cedars sheltered her from observation from any of the girls'
windows.
The great bell in the clock tower boomed out ten strokes as Ruth reached the muddy road at the end of the walk. n.o.body was in sight. Ruth looked up and down. Then she walked a little way in both directions to see if the girl she had come to meet was approaching.
”I-I am afraid she isn't going to keep her word,” thought Ruth. ”And yet-somehow-she seemed so frank and honest--”
She heard a shrill, but low whistle, and the sound made her start and turn. She faced a thicket of scrubby bushes across the road. Suddenly she saw a face appear from behind this screen-a girl's face.
”Oh! Is it you?” cried Ruth, starting in that direction.
”Cheese it! don't yell it out. Somebody'll hear you,” said the girl, hoa.r.s.ely.
”Oh, dear me! you have a dreadful cold,” urged Ruth, darting around the clump of brush and coming face to face with the strange girl.
”Oh, _that_ don't give me so much worry,” said the Raby girl. ”Aw-My goodness! Is that for _me_?”
Ruth had unfolded a paper covered parcel she carried. There were sandwiches, two apples, a piece of cake, and half a box of chocolate candies. Ruth had obtained these supplies with some difficulty.
”I didn't suppose you would have any breakfast,” said Ruth, softly. ”You sit right down on that dry log and eat. Don't mind me. I-I was awake most all night worrying about you being out here, hungry and alone.”
The girl had begun to eat ravenously, and now, with her mouth full, she gazed up at her new friend's face with a suddenness that made Ruth pause.
”Say!” said the girl, with difficulty. ”You're all right. I seen you come down the path alone, but reckoned I'd better wait and see if you didn't have somebody follerin' on behind. Ye might have give me away.”
”Why! I told you I would tell n.o.body.”
”Aw, yes-I know. Mebbe I'd oughter have believed ye; but I dunno. Lots of folks has fooled me. Them Perkinses was as soft as b.u.t.ter when they came to take me away from the orphanage. But now they treat me as mean as dirt-yes, they do!”
”Oh, dear me! So you haven't any mother or father?”
”Not a one,” confessed the other. ”Didn't I tell you I was took from an orphanage? Willie and d.i.c.kie was taken away by other folks. I wisht somebody would ha' taken us all three together; but I'm mighty glad them Perkinses didn't git the kids.”
She sighed with present contentment, and wiped her fingers on her skirt.
For some moments Ruth had remained silent, listening to her. Now she had for the first time the opportunity of examining the strange girl.
It had been too dark for her to see much of her the night before. Now the light of day revealed a very unkempt and not at all attractive figure. She might have been twelve-possibly fourteen. She was slight for her age, but she might be stronger than she appeared to Ruth. Certainly she was vigorous enough.
She had black hair which was in a dreadful tangle. Her complexion was naturally dark, and she had a deep layer of tan, and over that quite a thick layer of dirt. Her hands and wrists were stained and dirty, too.