"
"It surely is great," Grace answered slowly, adding after a moment,
while a faraway expression crept into her eyes, "I don't blame you for
being crazy about him, honey. I could almost be foolish myself. Oh,
don't worry," she went on quickly as Betty turned amazed and rather
startled eyes upon her. "I'm no fonder of Allen than I am of any of
the other boys. I just said that I didn't blame you, that's all."
Betty turned her eyes to the road once more, but in her heart she was
troubled. There had been a note in Grace's voice that she had never
heard before. Could it be possible that she really cared for Allen?
But she pushed the thought from her mind resolutely. If such a thing
could have been possible, she certainly would have discovered it
before this. The mere thought was nonsense of course. And yet she was
troubled.
"Have some candy," Grace invited, breaking in upon her thoughts. "You
needn't stick up your nose at it to-day for I bought this fresh from
the store this morning."
"Who said I was going to stick up my nose?" said Betty, helping
herself to a chocolate that looked as if it might contain a nut and
thankful for the break in her not-too-pleasant reflections.
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