In this story, the scene is shifted to a winter season. The girls have some jolly times skating and ice boating, and visit a hunters' camp in the big woods.
A FINE CHANCE
"That Alice Jallow is certainly the meanest girl in Deepdale!" declared Mollie, with vehemence.
"And Kittie isn't much better," added Grace, with spirit. "I don't see how Margaret can go with them."
"She's a newcomer here, that's the reason," said Betty--bouncing Betty she was now, for she was whirling about and "teetering" on her skates in a dizzying fashion. "When she gets to know those girls she won't have any more to do with them than--we do."
"And there was a time, even after they made those first slurring remarks about Amy, that they seemed real nice," spoke Grace.
"It was too good to last," asserted Mollie. "Oh--the cat!"
Mollie shot out the word as though she would like to exercise some of the proclivities of a feline herself, and scratch.
"What possessed her to stop where she did, and talk loud enough for Amy to hear?" asked Grace.
"It's hard to tell," decided Betty with a sigh.