The Outdoor Girls at Ocean View; Or, The Box That Was Found in the Sand
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Laura Lee Hope
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Title: The Outdoor Girls at Ocean View
Or, The Box That Was Found in the Sand
Author: Laura Lee Hope
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The Outdoor Girls
At Ocean View
OR
THE BOX THAT WAS FOUND IN
THE SAND
BY
LAURA LEE HOPE
Author of The Outdoor Girls of Deepdale,
"The Moving
Picture Girls,
The Bobbsey
Twins," etc.
ILLUSTRATED
NEW YORK
GROSSET & DUNLAP
PUBLISHERS
BOOKS FOR GIRLS
BY LAURA LEE HOPE
12mo. Cloth. Illustrated. Price per volume.
50 cents, postpaid.
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS SERIES
THE MOVING PICTURE GIRLS SERIES
THE BOBBSEY TWINS SERIES
For Little Men and Women
GROSSET & DUNLAP, PUBLISHERS, NEW YORK
Copyright, 1915, by
GROSSET & DUNLAP.
The Outdoor Girls at Ocean View
MOLLIE
BROUGHT UP OUT OF THE HOLE A CURIOUS IRON BOX.—Page 74.
The Outdoor Girls at Ocean View.
CONTENTS
THE OUTDOOR GIRLS AT OCEAN VIEW
CHAPTER I
ANTICIPATIONS
Three girls were strolling down the street, and, as on the occasion when the three fishermen once sailed out to sea, the sun was going down. The golden rays, slanting in from over the western hills that stood back of the little town of Deepdale, struck full in the faces of the maids as they turned a corner, and so bright was the glare that one of them—a tall, willowy lass, with a wealth of fluffy, light hair, turned aside with a cry of annoyance.
Oh, why can't the sun be nice!
she exclaimed, half-petulantly.
What do you want it to do, Grace?
asked a vivacious, dark-complexioned sprite next to the complaining one. Go under a cloud just to suit you?
No, my dear, I'm not as fussy as that!
Indeed not!
chimed in the third member of the trio, a quiet girl, with thoughtful eyes. What Grace wants is some nice young fellow to come along with an umbrella, hoist it over her, and invite her in to have—a chocolate soda!
Why, Amy Blackford! I'll never speak to you again!
gasped the accused one, blushing vividly, the more so as the rays of the setting sun fell upon her face. All I said was——
Look!
suddenly interrupted the vivacious member of the small party—a party that attracted no little attention, for at the sight of the three pretty girls, strolling arm in arm down the main thoroughfare of the town, more than one person turned for a second look.
Gracious! What is it?
demanded Grace. Did you see—some one, Billy?
No—something,
came the answer from the dark girl with the boyish name, and at a glance you could understand why she was called so. There was such a wholesome, frank and comrade-like quality about her, though she was not at all masculine, that Billy
just suited.
Look,
she went on. Isn't that a perfectly gorgeous display of chocolates!
and she indicated the window of a confectionery store just in front of them.
"Oh, I must have some of those! cried Grace Ford.
Come on in, girls! I'll treat. They're those new bitter-sweet chocolates. I didn't know Borker kept them. I'm simply dying for some!" and with this rather exaggerated statement she fairly pulled her two chums after her into the store.
Look!
Grace went on, pausing a moment when inside the shop to glance at the chocolate display in the show-window. Did you ever see anything so—so appetizing?
It looks like a display at a picnic candy kitchen,
murmured she who had been called Billy.
Why, Mollie Billette!
reproached Grace Ford. I think it's perfectly splendid.
But not appetizing,
declared Amy Blackford. I don't see how you can think of eating any, when it's so near dinner time, Grace.
We don't have dinner until seven, and it's only five. Besides, I'm not going to eat many—now.
No, she'll take a box home, and keep them in bed, under her pillow—I know her,
put in Mollie, alias Billy. I slept with her one night and I wondered whether she had lumps of coal, or some kitchen kindling wood between the sheets. But it wasn't—it was chocolates! The box had worked out from under her pillow in the night and——
Mollie Billette! You promised never to tell that!
pouted Grace. I don't care. They were hard chocolates, and didn't do any damage.
No, and they weren't damaged, either,
laughed Mollie. I know we sat up eating them until your mother came in and made us go to sleep. Oh, Grace, you certainly are hopeless when it comes to chocolates!
A smiling clerk came up to wait on the girls, and while Grace was pointing out what she wanted, the two friends stood aside, talking in low tones.
Where are you going this summer?
asked Mollie, of Amy.
I don't know. Henry isn't just sure what he will do—at least, he wasn't the last I talked with him about it. I suppose, though, I shall go wherever Mr. and Mrs. Stonington go, and that is likely to be the mountains, I heard them say. What are your plans, Mollie?
"About as unsettled as yours. I did want to go to the seashore, but mamma is so afraid of the water for Paul and Dodo. Those children never seem to grow, and half my pleasure is spoiled giving way to them."
Oh, but they are such sweet dears!
protested Amy.
Yes, I know, but you ought to live with them a year or so. Did I tell you Paul's latest?
I think not.
Well, he has a rocking-horse, you know, and the other day——
Have some,
interrupted Grace, thrusting her bag of chocolates between her two girl chums, and thus interrupting Mollie's story. Don't you want a soda? I've enough change left.
Soda? Indeed not!
cried Mollie. And I don't want more than one or two candies, either!
she went on, as she tried to prevent Grace from generously emptying half the bag into her small, gloved hands.
The three girls were laughing and—yes, truth compels me to say they were giggling—when the door of the shop swung open, a girl entered and at the sight of the newcomer the three burst out with:
Betty!
The Little Captain!
"Betty Nelson, where were you? We've been looking all over for you!"
Yes, so I heard,
was the calm response of the fourth girl, who swung in with a certain vigor and lithesomeness as though she had just come from a game of tennis or basketball. There was a wholesome air of good health about her, a sparkle in her eyes, and a glow in her cheeks that told of life in the open.
I saw you turn in here,
she went on, and I knew I had plenty of time, as long as I saw Grace with you, so I didn't hurry.
Oh, I haven't bought so much,
declared Grace, with an injured air. Just because I want some chocolates now and then——
"Now—and—then! mocked Betty Nelson, with a laugh.
Better say now—and—always. No, thank you, and with a shake of her head she declined some candy from the bag.
Just had lunch a little while ago. Mother and I ate on the train."
Where were you?
demanded Mollie. At the house they said you were out of town, and we thought it strange, as you hadn't said anything about going away, especially as we so recently came back from Florida.
It was just a little trip, suddenly taken,
Betty explained. Mother and I went down to the shore to select our summer cottage.
And did you?
asked Mollie, with sparkling eyes.
We did, and, oh, it's such a darling place!
Where?
came the question in a chorus.
At Ocean View, the prettiest place on the New England coast, I think. Of course it's small, and old fashioned, and all that, but——
"Oh, how I wish we were going to some place like that!" exclaimed Mollie.
So do I,
chimed in Grace. Father talks of Lake Champlain again, and I detest it.
How about you, Amy?
asked the Little Captain, turning to the quiet girl.
I haven't heard where we are going.
Good!
cried Betty. This is just what I expected. If you haven't any plans, none will have to be—un-made. It makes it so much easier.
Makes what easier?
demanded Mollie.
My plan, my dear! Listen, I think it's just the loveliest idea. Mother and I looked at two cottages. One was almost too small, and the other was much too large, until I unfolded my plan to her. Then she saw that it was just right.
Just right for what?
asked Grace.
"Just right for all us girls to go there and spend the summer. Now don't say a word until you have heard it all! cautioned Betty, as she saw signs of protest on Amy's face.
You must agree with me—at least for once."
As if she didn't always have her way!
remarked Mollie.
We four—the Outdoor Girls—are going to Ocean View for the summer!
went on Betty. We'll have the loveliest, gayest times, for it's the most beautiful beach! And the cottage is a perfect dear—it's just charming. Mother has agreed, so it's all settled. All that remains is to tell your people, and we'll do that right away. Come on!
and leading her friends forth from the candy-shop, Betty really seemed like some little captain marshaling her pretty forces.
The seashore!
repeated Amy. Oh, I'm sure I should love it!
Of course you would, dear!
exclaimed Betty. And that's where you—and all of us—are going!
"Oh, but you are so sure!" exclaimed Mollie, in accented tones.
Oh, but you are so—Frenchy!
half-mocked Betty, with a laugh.
There! It is all settled! We will spend the Summer at Ocean View! And now come down to my house and we'll talk about it!
And, filled with delightful anticipations, the four girls strolled down the sun-lit street.
CHAPTER II
INTERRUPTIONS
Come in, girls! Grace, put your chocolates—what are left of them—over on the mantel. Now sit down, and I'll tell you all about it.
Betty drew forward some easy chairs for her guests, who distributed themselves about the handsome library, in more or less artistic confusion. Betty herself took a hard, uncompromising sort of chair, of teakwood, wonderfully carved by some dead and forgotten Chinese artist. The seat was of red marble, and the back was inlaid with ivory, in the shape of a grinning face.
Do keep yourself close against it, Betty dear,
begged Grace, who sat opposite her friend. That Chinese face positively hypnotizes me.
Well, I want you all to be hypnotized into quietness, long enough to listen to me,
spoke Betty, with a charmingly commanding air.
Grace Ford, obediently depositing her chocolates on the mantel, save a few which she sequestered
for use during the talk, had tastefully draped
herself on a comfortable couch. Mollie, with a mind to color effect, had seated herself in a big chair that had a flame-colored velvet back, against which her blue-black hair showed to advantage (like a poster girl, Betty said), while Amy, like the quiet little mouse which she was, had stolen off into a corner, where she was half-hidden by a palm.
And, now to begin at the beginning,
announced Betty. Oh, I know you will just love it at Ocean View!
and she gave a little squeal of delight.
I wish we were as sure of going as you are,
murmured Grace, putting out the tip of her red tongue, to absorb a drop of chocolate from a long, slim finger.
Just you wait,
said Betty,