CHAPTER XIX
LOST
Grace burst out crying. She said she knew it was silly, and not at all what an outdoor girl should do, and, very contritely afterward, she told the others how sorry she was that she had given way. But she just could not seem to help it. Without reserve she sobbed on Amy's shoulder.
For a moment Mollie and Betty, looking at one another, feared that Amy, too, would give way to her feelings, and that they would have two hysterical ones on their hands. But the little outburst of Grace seemed to act as a sort of tonic to Amy, who put her arms about her chum, murmuring comforting words.
"Oh, what—what are we going to do?" sobbed Grace.
"We're not going to cry—at any rate!" snapped Mollie. "At least I'm not."
There was an incisiveness—a sharpness—to her voice that made Grace look up a bit angrily.
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