CHAPTER II.
THE ARRIVAL OF KATHLEEN "There is a whole lot in getting accustomed to things," remarked J.
Elfreda Briggs sagely, as she stood with a hammer and nail in one hand, a Japanese print in the other, her round eyes scanning the wall for an appropriate place to hang her treasure.
"It's a beauty, isn't it ?" declared Miriam, passing over her roommate's remark and looking admiringly at the print, which her roommate had just taken from her trunk.
"What, this ?" asked Elfreda.

"You'd better believe it is.

Goodness knows I paid enough for it.

But I wasn't talking about this print.

I was talking about our present junior estate.