The Camp Fire Girls at Long Lake

To Bessie, who thought little of boys, and to whom jealousy was alien, the idea that Dolly was really jealous of her seemed absurd, since she knew how little cause there was for such a feeling. But, very wisely, she determined to proceed slowly, and not to do anything that could possibly give Dolly any fresh cause of offence. "Dolly," she said, "you mustn't feel that way. Really, dear, I didn't do that at all. I talked to him when he came to sit down by me, but that was all. I couldn't very well tell him to go away, or not answer him when he spoke to me, could I?" "Oh, I know what you're going to say--that it was all his fault. But if you hadn't tried to make him come he wouldn't have done it." "I didn't try to make him come. Did you?" Dolly stared at her a moment. The question seemed to force her to give attention to a new idea, to something she had not thought of before.