I won't go back either, and no one shall make me." She smoothed and patted her curly hair, then putting on her shabby hat went slowly down stairs.
Her momentary awe of Patience vanished when she discovered that, in spite of her dignified bearing, this tall, fair young woman was as full of fun as the droll Emma Dean.
The quartette started for the station with Patience and Emma in the lead.

Grace walked with Mary, talking brightly of Overton to her absorbed listener.

She had just begun to tell Mary of Kathleen West, her clever work as a newspaper woman and of how her play had won the honor pin, when they arrived at the station.
"Wait here while I see if the train is on time," directed Grace.
The three young women strolled slowly along the platform, pausing at one end of it.
"The train's on time," called Grace as she came out of the station and approached them.

"It's due in four minutes.

Listen! Didn't you hear it whistle ?" A minute later it was visible around the bend and bearing down on the station with a great puffing and whistling.
"I see her," announced Emma.