Each teacher met her classes, programmes were arranged and lessons assigned.

By night Mary had made the acquaintance of every girl in the Freshman class and many of the others.

She started to her room all aglow with the new experiences, thinking that if she could only find Ethelinda responsive it would put the finishing touch to a perfect day.

Betty was in the upper hall surrounded by an admiring circle, for all the old girls who remembered her as the star of her class, and all the new ones who had been attracted to her from the moment they saw her were crowding around her as if she were holding some kind of court.

It was a moment of triumph for Mary when Betty laughingly excused herself from them all and drew her aside.
"Come into my room a few minutes," she said.