David preferred to keep Anne the little High School girl he had known for the past three years.

Theatrical stars were somewhat out of his firmament.
"Don't worry," Anne assured him.

"It's only for three more weeks.

I'll be back in Oakdale in plenty of time to finish up my senior year with the girls." "Anne, you haven't any idea of how much we have missed you," cried Nora.
"We can't get used to being without you." "I've missed you, too," responded Anne who stood with Grace's arm around her, smiling lovingly at her little circle of friends.
"Of course I have had a good many rehearsals--one every day, and sometimes two--so the time has fairly raced by; but when the play is over and I am on the way home at night, then I think of all of you, and it seems as though I must take the next train back to Oakdale." "Do let me talk," interposed Hippy, who had hitherto been devoting his attention to Nora.

"No one knows how I long to be back in Oakdale, fair village of my birth, home of the chafing dish and the cheerful chocolate cream.