Chapter 30

Leaving this room of hers on tiptoe, she stole down the hall to the turn at the back, beyond which she knew Jo's room must be. Even though she was sure that the house was empty, she advanced with caution, making no sound. Past one door after another, she finally stood at that of the one which she knew must be Jo's, because of its exquisite order. Nobody else in the house, not even Sally herself, would leave a room so absolutely devoid of things out of place as that. Even the bureau drawers were every one closed tig…