Meanwhile, Gertrude Wells had engaged Arline in conversation, and Ruth's name was not mentioned again.
"This is positively my last appearance this afternoon as a decorator," declared Emma Dean.

"I'm going home to beautify myself for the great moment when I shall stand in line with my sophomore sisters to greet the infant freshmen." "I'm going home, too, but without bursting into language," drawled J.
Elfreda Briggs.

"I pounded my thumb with a hammer, scratched my nose on an obstinate hemlock bough, and lost a bran span new pair of scissors.

I think it is high time to leave this place.

I'm not on the reception committee, 'tis true, but I have weighty matters to consider and am on the verge of a perilous undertaking." She uttered the last words in an all too familiar undertone, shooting a mischievous glance at her friends which caused Grace, Anne and Miriam to laugh outright.
"What are you girls laughing at ?" demanded Gertrude Wells.
"Elfreda is so funny," explained Grace enigmatically.