Betty Gordon at Boarding School

CONTENTS

I NEW PLANS

II NORMA'S LETTER

III SURPRISING BOB

IV MORE GOOD-BYES

V A REGULAR CROSS-PATCH

VI FINE FEATHERS

VII FUN AT FAIRFIELDS

VIII TOO MUCH PARTY

IX ADJUSTER TOMMY

X SHADYSIDE SCHOOL

XI FIRST IMPRESSIONS

XII THE LOST TREASURE

XIII THE MYSTERIOUS FOUR

XIV A SATURDAY RACE

XV NORMA MAKES REPAIRS

XVI THE NUTTING PARTY

XVII CAUGHT IN THE STORM

XVIII LIBBIE'S SECRET

XIX BOB'S SOLUTION

XX THE SECOND DEGREE

XXI DRAMATICS

XXII ANOTHER MYSTERY

XXIII JUST DESERTS

XXIV BETTY GOES COASTING

XXV THE TREASURE




BETTY GORDON AT BOARDING SCHOOL




CHAPTER I

NEW PLANS


"Me make you velly nice apple tart. Miss Betty." The Chinese cook
flourished his rolling pin with one hand and swung his apron viciously
with the other as he held open the screen door and swept out some
imaginary flies.

Lee Chang, cook for the bunk house in the oil fields, could do several
things at one time, as he had frequently proved.

The girl, who was watching a wiry little bay horse contentedly crop grass
that grew in straggling whisps about the fence posts, looked up and
showed an even row of white teeth as she smiled.

"I don't think we're going to stay for dinner to-day," she said half
regretfully. "I know your apple tarts, Lee Chang--they are delicious."

The fat Chinaman closed the screen door and went on with his pastry
making. From time to time, as he passed from the table to the oven, he
glanced out. Betty Gordon still stood watching the horse.

"That Bob no come?" inquired Lee Chang, poking his head out of the door
again. Fast developing into a good American, his natural trait of
curiosity gave him the advantage of acquiring information blandly and
with ease.

Betty shaded her eyes with her hand. The Oklahoma sun was pitiless. Far
up the road that ran straight away from the bunk house a faint cloud of
dust was rising.

"He's coming now," said the girl confidently.