"Has Uncle Hal said anything about tea or anything?" whispered Alice as the groups of people broke up and she guessed that the program was over. As though they suspected what the girls might be thinking of, Miss Elliott and Hal came up at that minute and Uncle Hal said, "I’ve just been telling Dorothy that we’ll take our quarter of a cup of tea and half a wafer that we could get over there, some other time, and she’s agreed to let me take you all to the Inn for real tea. Want to go or doesn’t food appeal to you?" "Um-m," said Alice, trying hard to be really grown-up like Miss Elliott, "I think I could eat a little if you insist." "Here’s the insisting then," laughed Uncle Hal, and tucking her arm into his, he started off, passed the administration building and down Freshman Row. Miss Elliott walked with Mrs. Merrill and Mary Jane and pointed out the various houses as they passed them. "This is where you want to stay your freshman year," she said as they passed a three-story frame building on their left, "lots of nice girls go there and you’ll have great larks. But you’ll have to put her application in early if you want her to get in there, Mrs. Merrill," she advised, "because it’s one of the most popular houses." "I think I’ll put in application for both girls as soon as I can attend to it," said Mrs. Merrill, "for what I have seen of the college in even this one little glimpse, has made me feel that Alice and Mary Jane must go here. I can’t imagine a more charming place to spend four years than right here." Hal and Alice had turned in to a building on the other side of the street so Mary Jane hurried her mother and Miss Elliott that they might catch up. "He engaged a table by ’phone before he came out," said Miss Elliott, "so we know they’ll be looking for us." "And then they’ll have plenty to eat even though there are lots of folks, won’t they?" said Mary Jane, much comforted. Uncle Hal showed them to the table by the window where they could eat and at the same time see everything that might be going on either inside or out. Mary Jane was a bit curious as to what Uncle Hal might offer her to eat—especially as he didn’t ask her what she wanted. But evidently he knew what was good, for when the tray arrived a few minutes later it was piled up with good things. "I thought you didn’t have time to overeat this noon so you might like a hearty tea," he explained as Mrs. Merrill looked with a bit of dismay at the loaded tray. "If you don’t want any, sister," he added, "I know some people who can eat more than their share—and I didn’t have any lunch myself!" There were sandwiches—olive sandwiches and lettuce and chicken, all so dainty and pretty that Mary Jane thought she could eat twenty by herself she was that hungry! And tea in dainty gold-rimmed cups, and fudge cake with icing as thick as the cake—almost—and cunning little cakes and candies in paper cases.