I shall not try to decide where I want to go for a while yet." "Wherever we are we'll write and always be friends," said Julia, and Grace warmly acquiesced.
As they neared the old Omnibus House they could see no one about.
"We're early!" exclaimed Julia.

"The enemy has not arrived.

Thank goodness, it's not cold to-day or we might have a chilly vigil.

Now listen, all ye faithful, while I set forth the object of this walk." She thereupon related what Grace and Anne already knew.
"What a shame!" cried Marian Barber.

"It isn't the hatchet we care for, it's the principle of the thing.