"He has only been delayed a
little, that's all. Will says he will probably be over on the next
transport."
"Oh, I am relieved," said Grace with such fervor that Betty looked at
her quickly. Could it be, she wondered, that what she had half sensed
before could be really true? Was Grace fond of Allen? But because the
idea made her unhappy, she decided that she was just trying to think
up trouble and dismissed it from her mind. All the girls loved Allen
of course-- who could help it?-- but they couldn't any of them, she
told herself fiercely, care for him the way she did.
"Well, what are you thinking about? You needn't look so fierce," she
heard Grace saying, and she forced a smile to her face.
"I'm not looking fierce," Betty answered gayly. "Don't you know that
that is just my natural expression, Gracie dear? That's the way I make
little girls like you afraid of me."
"Well, I'm not afraid of you, not one little bit," asserted Grace,
squeezing Betty's arm fondly. "Oh, Betty dear, isn't it wonderful
having the boys back and don't they look fine-- especially Will?"
"Don't they? Especially Will," agreed Betty with a sly little glance.
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