She was a direct young woman who was not in the habit of mincing
matters with herself, or of dodging an issue, and she bluntly
called herself a fool many times that evening, because she had
not said plainly that she would like to talk with Grant "and
taken him off to one side--by the ear, if necessary--and talked
to him, and told him what I went down there to tell him," she
said to herself angrily. "And if Evadna didn't like it, she
could do the other thing. It does seem as if girls like that are
always having the trail smoothed down for them to dance their
way through life, while other people climb over rocks--mostly
with packs on their shoulders that don't rightly belong to them."
She sighed impatiently. "It must be lovely to be absolutely
selfish--when you're pretty enough and young enough to make it
stick!" Miss Georgie was, without doubt, in a nasty temper that
night.
CHAPTER XXI
SOMEBODY SHOT SAUNDERS
The hot days dropped, one by one, into the past like fiery beads
upon a velvety black cord.
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