A moment later she signaled to the driver to stop the bus.

"I shall have to leave you here," she said.
"I'll see you at Vinton's at six-thirty." Grace handed out her luggage to her, saying: "You have so much to carry, Arline.

Shall I help you ?" "Mercy, no," laughed Arline.

"'Every woman her own porter,' is my motto." Opening her suit case she stuffed the candy and magazines into it, snapping it shut with a triumphant click.

Then with it in one hand, her golf bag in the other, she set off across the campus at a swinging pace.
"She's little, but she has plenty of independence and energy," laughed Miriam.