She was talking rapidly and her remarks were eliciting considerable laughter.

Amused glances, half friendly, half critical, were being leveled at the Oakdale trio of chums.
Grace flushed in half angry embarrassment, Anne merely smiled to herself, while Miriam's most forbidding scowl wrinkled her smooth forehead.
"I think we had better inquire the way to our hotel and leave here as soon as possible," Grace said slowly.

A sudden feeling of disappointment had suddenly taken possession of her.

She had always supposed that in every college new girls were met and welcomed by the upper classes of students.

Yet now that they had actually arrived no one had come forward to exchange even a friendly greeting with them.
"Well, if this is an exhibition of the true college spirit, deliver me from college," grumbled Miriam.