If that is so I'll gladly make the change, although I do not know whether the other girl assigned to that room will prove as congenial a companion to you as the first selection.

Her mother asked for that particular room, so I cannot well change." Mary's face grew radiant.

"Oh, Madam Chartley!" she cried.

"I'd room with a Hottentot for a chance to stay inside the four walls that held the Princess all her school-days.

You don't know how much it means to me! You've made me the happiest girl on the face of the globe." "It's a far cry from Ethelinda Hurst to a Hottentot," laughed Madam Chartley.