I suppose you have written more than one letter to Miss Savell's aunt, haven't you, Anne!" "Yes, indeed," replied Anne.

"Her name is very familiar to me." "What class are you girls in ?" said Eleanor, abruptly changing the subject.

"Or aren't you all in the same class ?" "We are all juniors," laughed Nora, "and proud of it.

Our green and callow days are over, and we have entered into the realm of the upper classes." "Then I shall enter the junior class, too, for I choose to hob-nob with you girls.

Don't say you don't want me, for I have made up my mind; and it is like the laws of the Medes and Persians, unchangeable." "We shall be glad to welcome a new classmate, of course," responded Grace.