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Jane Allen, Junior

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"Silly child," scolded Dozia, her own eyes heavy with the ordinary common garden variety of sleep. "Would you expect company to do all the lugging? Who's to set up the billet?" "Volunteers?" called Jane, and from somewhere not before observed stepped out little Sarah Rowland. "I shall be glad to help," she said timidly, and instantly a volley of eyes challenged her. "Oh, Sally!" exclaimed Dolly Lloyd. "Don't you dare! The spooks would just eat you up. You look exactly like a cream puff." Laughter of the most chummy sort followed this, and it was evident Sally, in her cream and white striped robe with her yellow hair flowing over her shoulders, was a popular girl with her companions. Jane noticed, however, that her face, usually prettily flushed with pink, was now deadly white, and also that the child's eyes shifted in a peculiarly nervous manner. "It's lovely of you, Sally, and we'll just set a good example while Miss Gifford is searching for that miscreant fire. Come along and get the swaddling clothes for these babes. Aren't they an unruly lot?" and she tossed off her blue cape preparatory for the lugging
The Star-Chamber, Volume 1 An Historical Romance

CONTENTS OF VOLUME I. CHAPTER I. The Three Cranes in the Vintry II. Sir Giles Mompesson and his partner III. The French ordinary IV. A Star-Chamber victim V. Jocelyn Mounchensey VI. Provocation VII. How Lord Roos obtained Sir Francis Mitchell's signature VIII. Of Lupo Vulp, Captain Bludder, Clement Lanyere, and Sir Giles's other Myrmidons IX. The Letters-Patent X. The 'prentices and their leader XI. John Wolfe XII. The Arrest and the Rescue XIII. How Jocelyn Mounchensey encountered a masked horseman on Stamford Hill XIV. The May-Queen and the Puritan's Daughter XV. Hugh Calveley
of couch quilts, pillows and whatever else might seem useful. Sally tripped up the stairs and Jane was after her. "Do they really mean to sleep in the recreation room?" asked the freshman, waiting at a landing for Jane. "Land knows," replied Jane, "but I thought we had best humor them at least past the pneumonia point. I am thankful they did not all break away over the campus to some other building. We will probably shame them into going back to bed when they see how much trouble they are giving. Where might we find the bed clothes storeroom?" "Just here to your left. But wait until I switch that light." She reached a button and gave the side light its current. Then she stepped back to Jane. "Miss Allen," she began in more subdued voice, "I just wanted to tell you it was I who rang--the fire bell!" "Oh, did you?" said Jane lightly, following the hushed tone of voice, "but where did you think the fire was?" "I knew there was no fire," she confessed, "but I had to do it to cover those other noises."