XXVI. WHO ARE THEY?
XXVII. THE FUNNEL
XXVIII. A PRISONER
XXIX. A TAMED OUTLAW
XXX. TREASURE-TROVE
CHAPTER I
SCHOOL REOPENS
"And of course," drawled Laura Polk, she of the irrepressible
spirits and what Mrs. Cupp called "flamboyant" hair, "she will come
riding up to the Hall on her trusty pinto pony (whatever kind of
pony that is), with a gun at her belt and swinging a lariat. She
will yell for Dr. Beulah to come forth, and the minute the darling
appears this Rude Rhoda from the Rolling Prairie will proceed to
rope our dear preceptress and bear her off captive to her lair--"
"My--goodness--gracious--Agnes!" exclaimed Amelia Boggs, more
frequently addressed as 'Procrastination Boggs', "you are getting
your metaphors dreadfully mixed. It is a four-legged beast of prey
that bears its victim away to its 'lair.'"
"How do you know Rollicking Rhoda from Crimson Gulch hasn't four
legs?" demanded the red-haired girl earnestly. "You know very well
from what we see in the movies that there are more wonders in the
'Wild and Woolly West' than are dreamed of in your philosophy,
Horatio-Amelia."
"One thing I say," said a very much overdressed girl who had
evidently just arrived, for she had not removed her furs and coat,
and was warming herself before the open fire in the beautiful
reception hall where this conversation was going on, "I think
Lakeview Hall is getting to be dreadfully common, when all sorts
and conditions of girls are allowed to come here."
"Oh, I guess this Rhododendron-girl from Dead Man's Den has money
enough to suit even you, Linda," Laura Polk said carelessly.
"Money isn't everything, I hope," said the girl in furs, tossing
her head.
"Hear! Hear!" exclaimed Laura, and some of the other girls laughed.
"Linda's had a change of heart."
"Dear me!" sniffed Linda Riggs, "how smart you are, Polk. Just as
though I was not used to anything but money--"
"True. You are. But you have never talked about much of anything
else before this particular occasion," said the red-haired girl.
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