I have already delivered Mabel's invitation to Kathleen." "She won't go," predicted Patience.

"She may be lawless, but she is too wise to make any such mistake." * * * * * Patience's prediction, however, seemed destined not to carry far.

To the amazement of the five young women who waited on the station platform for the coming of the New York train on Wednesday afternoon, the newspaper girl, suit case in hand, walked serenely into view just as the train was heard whistling around a bend half a mile below the station.
"She is actually going to inflict herself upon us," muttered Elfreda in disgust.

Grace had briefly explained the situation to her three friends.
Just then Kathleen's eyes came to rest on the little group.

A flash of surprised anger flitted across her moody face as she espied Patience, then, with an eloquent shrug of her shoulders, she marched off toward the other end of the train.
"My doom is sealed," remarked Patience dryly.