"Guess there are worse things than measles in this world," observed Bob,
as he stopped the small car under the _porte cochere_ at Fairfields.
CHAPTER IX
THE LIVE WIRE OCTETTE
It was not an easy thing to do; but Betty Gordon did it. She confessed the
whole wretched thing to Uncle Dick and was assured of his forgiveness. But
perhaps his serious forgiveness was not the easiest thing for the girl to
bear.
"I am sure, as you say, that you did not mean to be careless," Mr. Richard
Gordon said gently. It was hard for him to be strict with Betty; but he
knew her impulsiveness sometimes led her into a reckless path. "But mark
you, Betty: The value of that locket should have, in itself, made you
particularly careful of it."
"I--I valued it more because you gave it to me, Uncle Dick," she sobbed.
"And yet that did not make you particularly careful," the gentleman
reminded her. "The main trouble with you, Betty, is that you have no very
clear appreciation of the value of money."
"Oh, Uncle Dick!" and she looked at him with trembling chin and tears
welling into her eyes.
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