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Emerson, Alice B., pseud.

"Betty Gordon in Washington"

Derby suddenly. "Go down the fire escape
to the second floor and get in at the hall window. It's always open.
I'll have to wait here for Anderson, Bob. He had an appointment at
eleven, but telephoned he was delayed. But perhaps the nerves of the
young ladies are not equal to a climb down the fire escape? In that
case you could all remain here and I'll have lunch sent in."
The girls, however, ridiculed the idea of nervousness. And indeed,
with the elasticity of youth, they had already dismissed the accident
from their minds except as an exciting story to tell at home that
afternoon or evening.
"I'll go first," said Bob, stepping out on the fire escape. "All
there is to do is to take it easy, don't hurry, and don't push.
There's only two flights, so you can't get dizzy."
"Isn't this a lark!" chuckled Bobby, as she and Betty waited for the
younger girls to go first after Bob. "I never had so much fun in my
life. What's Bob stopping for?"
Bob was working with the window directly over the fire escape on the
second floor. The girls caught up with him before he turned with a
flushed face.
"The blame thing's locked," he announced. "Isn't that the worst
luck! It's a rule of the building that all hall windows be left open
unless there's a storm.


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