"Shoplifting!" exclaimed some one. Tavia clutched Dorothy's arm.
"Tell her she is mistaken!" exclaimed Tavia, holding Dorothy back.
"You had better come along quietly," the tall woman directed, urging the
girl to accompany her. "There is no use or sense in making a scene."
Dorothy turned deathly pale.
"Arrested!" she heard people saying. Then she faced them and somehow
walked with the woman detective toward the business office.
CHAPTER VI
WHO STOLE THE RING?
There were no preliminaries and less ceremony about searching Dorothy.
Within the office she was confronted by the superintendent of the store,
and then the woman detective explained that a valuable ring had been taken
from a tray on the counter, and she had reason to believe Dorothy or Tavia
knew something about the missing article.
Tavia could not, or would not, keep her anger within bounds. She simply
declared the whole thing an outrage, and promised that Dorothy's father
would demand satisfaction for the insult.
Dorothy almost forgot her own predicament in trying to calm Tavia. She
assured her it would be all right--was all a mistake, and, after all, what
would it matter? When the detective would be satisfied they knew nothing
about the ring--
Dorothy's little Indian bag had been looked into by the superintendent,
and now he stood before her with something in his hand.
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