Naturally it was to be a great day.

The Members of Parliament for Grovebury, and the Mayor, and many other important people were to be present, to say nothing of parents and visitors.

The pupils, assembled in the freshly color-washed dressing-rooms, greeted one another excitedly.
"How do you like it ?" "Oh, it's topping!" "Beats the old place hollow!" "There's room to turn around here!" "And the lockers are just A1." "Have you seen the class-rooms ?" "Not yet." "The gym's utterly perfect!" "And so is the lab." "Shame we've had to wait for it so long!" "Never mind, we've got into it at last!" Among the numbers of girls in the capacious dressing-rooms, Ingred also hung up her hat and coat, and passed on into the long corridor.

Like the others she was excited, interested, even a little bewildered at the unfamiliar surroundings.

It seemed extraordinary not to know her way about, and she seized joyfully upon Nora Clifford, who by virtue of ten minutes' experience could act cicerone.
"We're to be in VA.," Nora assured her.