[Illustration: "My brother says that I can heat water splendidly."] Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders. "I found out that she expected to room with Charlotte Graves. They roomed together last year, you know, just by chance. The Faculty put them together just as they are giving us room-mates now, for I didn't know anyone with whom I wished to room this year, and I suppose you didn't. Well, Miss Graves is the richest girl here, and she had loads of beautiful things, so that their suite was just a dream of beauty, according to my room-mate's account. It seems that she was not as anxious to room with Miss Ainsworth again as Miss Ainsworth was to room with her, and she quietly made arrangements to have a room all to herself, and that is how it all happened. She was put in with me at the last moment, to our mutual disgust, I expect." Dolly stopped in her unpacking. "I didn't know that anyone could room alone." "You have to pay a steep price for the privilege, but Miss Graves can afford it. What a dear chafing-dish. Can you cook with it?" "My brother says that I can heat water splendidly," and Dolly laughed. "I don't think any girl with a brother is apt to grow conceited, though Fred is a dear and would do anything in the world for me. I really _can_ make lovely fudge, though, and very good tea. Mother was a little afraid of fire because of the alcohol lamp, but I have promised to be dreadfully careful. I have some chocolate in that box." "Let's make fudge tonight," said Elizabeth, enthusiastically. "That will keep you from getting homesick. You can make it and I will eat it." "Can we do it? I don't know anything about the rules here yet." "There will not be many rules enforced this week. Professor Graydon told me that much. She is the teacher to whom you were talking when you first came in. I know I shall like her. I haven't made up my mind about the others yet." "There, that is the last thing!" and Dolly drew a breath of relief, "the trunks are empty anyway. What shall I do with them now, Miss Newby?" "In the name of goodness, don't call me Miss Newby. I'm Elizabeth. I'll let Patrick know that they are ready, and he will carry them off to the trunk-room at once. I've only been here twenty-four hours, but I've found out that this college would never run without Patrick. And Patrick knows it." She started from the room on her self-appointed errand, but put her head back to call out; "If you have any specially stunning gown, just get it out. Tonight will be a good time to wear it. Hustle the rest of your things away and dress." "Now, why--," commenced Dolly. But Elizabeth had vanished and Dolly was questioning the empty air.