CHAPTER XXVII.

TRUANTS.

It was a proverbial saying in the school that Annie Forest was always in

hot water; she was exceedingly daring, and loved what she called a spice

of danger. This was not the first stolen picnic at which Annie reigned as

queen, but this was the largest she had yet organized, and this was the

first time she had dared to go out of doors with her satellites.

Hitherto these naughty sprites had been content to carry their baskets

full of artfully-concealed provisions to a disused attic which was

exactly over the box-room, and consequently out of reach of the inhabited

part of the house. Here, making a table of a great chest which stood in

the attic, they feasted gloriously, undisturbed by the musty smell or by

the innumerable spiders and beetles which disappeared rapidly in all

directions at their approach; but when Annie one day incautiously

suggested that on summer nights the outside world was all at their

disposal, they began to discover flaws in their banqueting hall. Mary

Price said the musty smell made her half sick; Phyllis declared that at

the sight of a spider she invariably turned faint; and Susan Drummond was

heard to murmur that in a dusty, fusty attic even meringues scarcely kept

her awake. The girls were all wild to try a midnight picnic out of doors,

and Annie in her present mood, was only too eager for the fun.

With her usual skill she organized the whole undertaking, and eight

agitated, slightly frightened, but much excited girls retired to their

rooms that night. Annie, in her heart of hearts, felt rather sorry that

Mrs. Willis should happen to be away; dim ideas of honor and

trustworthiness were still stirring in her breast, but she dared not

think now.

The night was in every respect propitious; the moon would not rise until

after twelve, so the little party could get away under the friendly

shelter of the darkness, and soon afterward have plenty of light to enjoy

their stolen feast. They had arranged to make no movement until close on

midnight, and then they were all to meet in a passage which belonged to

the kitchen regions, and where there was a side door which opened

directly into the shrubbery. This door was not very often unlocked, and

Annie had taken the key from its place in the lock some days before. She

went to bed with her companions at nine o'clock as usual, and presently

fell into an uneasy doze. She awoke to hear the great clock in the hall

strike eleven, and a few minutes afterward she heard Miss Danesbury's

footsteps retiring to her room at the other end of the passage.

"Danesbury is always the last to go to bed," whispered Annie to herself;

"I can get up presently."

She lay for another twenty minutes, then, softly rising, began to put on

her clothes in the dark. Over her dress she fastened her waterproof, and

placed a close-fitting brown velvet cap on her curly head. Having dressed

herself, she approached Susan's bed, with the intention of rousing her.

"I shall have fine work now," she said, "and shall probably have to

resort to cold water. Really, if Susy proves too hard to wake, I shall

let her sleep on--her drowsiness is past bearing."

Annie, however, was considerably startled when she discovered that Miss

Drummond's bed was without an occupant.

At this moment the room door was very softly opened, and Susan, fully

dressed and in her waterproof, came in.

"Why, Susy, where have you been?" exclaimed Annie. "Fancy you being awake

a moment before it is necessary!"

"For once in a way I was restless," replied Miss Drummond, "so I thought

I would get up, and take a turn in the passage outside. The house is

perfectly quiet, and we can come now; most of the girls are already

waiting at the side door."

Holding their shoes in their hands, Annie and Susan went noiselessly down

the carpetless stairs, and found the remaining six girls waiting for them

by the side door.

"Rover is our one last danger now," said Annie, as she fitted the

well-oiled key into the lock. "Put on your shoes, girls, and let me out

first; I think I can manage him."

She was alluding to a great mastiff which was usually kept chained up by

day. Phyllis and Nora laid their hands on her arm.

"Oh, Annie, oh love, suppose he seizes on you, and knocks you down--oh,

dare you venture?"

"Let me go," said Annie a little contemptuously; "you don't suppose I am

afraid?"

Her fingers trembled, for her nerves were highly strung; but she managed

to unlock the door and draw back the bolts, and, opening it softly, she

went out into the silent night.

Very slight as the noise she made was, it had aroused the watchful Rover,

who trotted around swiftly to know what was the matter. But Annie had

made friends with Rover long ago, by stealing to his kennel door and

feeding him, and she had now but to say "Rover" in her melodious voice,

and throw her arms around his neck, to completely subvert his morals.

"He is one of us, girls," she called in a whisper to her companions;

"come out. Rover will be as naughty as the rest of us, and go with us as

our body-guard to the fairies' field. Now, I will lock the door on the

outside, and we can be off. Ah, the moon is getting up splendidly, and

when we have secured Betty's basket, we shall be quite out of reach of

danger."

At Annie's words of encouragement the seven girls ventured out. She

locked the door, put the key into her pocket, and, holding Rover by his

collar, led the way in the direction of the laurel-bush. The basket was

secured, and Susan, to her disgust, and Mary Morris were elected for the

first part of the way to carry it. The young truants then walked quickly

down the avenue until they came to a turnstile which led into a wood.

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