"It is a good thing for us that she had that hunch," declared Marjorie,
turning to Vera and holding out both hands. "I was hoping you would both
be here to meet us. I would have wired you, Leila, but was not sure that
you would be back at Hamilton so early. We are here a week earlier than
last year. We wanted to be at home as long as we could, but we felt
that, as sophomores, we ought to come back earlier to help the freshies.
We had such a lonesome time on our freshman appearance at Hamilton, you
know."
"Yes, I know," returned Leila significantly. "That was one of the Sans'
performances which was never explained. Away with them. This is no time
to think of them. The rest of your Lookouts are running off and leaving
you, Beauty." This last had been Leila's pet name for Marjorie since the
latter had won the title at a beauty contest given the previous year at
the freshman frolic.
"They'd better not run far. I am going to take you all back to college
in my car," Vera hospitably informed Marjorie. "Leila brought Helen
Trent, Katherine, Ethel Laird and Martha Merrick to the station in her
car. Ethel expects a freshman cousin from Troy, New York. Martha came
along because she had nothing else to do. She said she would like to
see if my hunch came true. She had never yet heard of one that amounted
to a row of pins. She was sure you would not be on the 5.50 train. Oh,
wait until I catch sight of her! She's circulating around the platform
somewhere."
"So are my pals." Marjorie glanced about her, endeavoring to locate her
chums. None of them were far away. Lucy and Katherine Langly were
already approaching. Muriel and Ronny were still engaged with the group
of Silverton Hall girls. Neither Robina Page nor Portia Graham were
among them. It was quite likely they had not yet returned to Hamilton.
"Just as soon as we can collect your crowd, Marjorie, we'll spin you
along to the Hall. Then, I beg to inform you, you are needed at a grand
rally at Baretti's. Let us have faith in the stars that those four pals
of yours have not recklessly accepted invitations to other celebrations.
And if they have, I shall be in a high temper. I warn you." Leila showed
her white teeth in a smile that was certainly no indication of
ill-temper.
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