"'He who laughs last, laughs best,' you know," she added slyly.
"Before unpacking, first find your trunk," retorted Anne.
"Thank goodness, we don't have to think about entrance examinations this year," said Grace, as she knelt before her trunk, fitting the key to the lock.
"Yes, it does make considerable difference," returned Anne.

"We shall have more time to ourselves.

Besides, we won't have to worry our heads off the first week about whether we survived or perished." The sound of an automobile horn caused Grace to run to the window.

"It's the bus!" she cried.

"Three strange girls are getting out of it.
Evidently our freshmen have arrived.