"What are they?" And then she
caught my eye, and I guess I looked stricken. "Oh!" she said.
"Miss Cobb was robbed the other night," I explained, as quietly as I
could. "Somebody went into her room and took a bundle of letters."
"Letters!" Miss Summers straightened and looked at me.
"And my woolen tights," said Miss Cobb indignantly, "with all this cold
weather and military walks, and having to sit two hours a day by an open
window! And I'll tell you this, Miss Summers, your dog got in my room
that night, and while I have no suspicions, the chambermaid found
my--er--missing garment this morning in your closet!"
"I don't believe," Miss Julia said, looking hard at me, "that Arabella
would steal anything so--er--grotesque! Do you mean to say," she added
slowly, "that nothing was taken from that room but the--lingerie and a
bundle of letters?"
"Exactly," said Miss Cobb, "and I'd thank you for the letters."
"The letters!" Miss Julia retorted. "I've never been in your room. I
haven't got the letters. I've never seen them." Then a light dawned in
her face. "I--oh, it's the funniest ever!"
And with that she threw her head back and laughed until the tears rolled
down her cheeks and she held her side.
"Screaming!" she gasped. "It's screaming! But, oh, Minnie, to have seen
your face!"
Miss Cobb swept to the door and turned in a fury.
"I do not think it is funny," she stormed, "and I shall report to Mr.
Carter at once what I have discovered.
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