Now she would not know until she returned from New York.

To be sure, she would try to dismiss the whole thing from her mind, but at times it rose before her like a dark shadow, shutting out for the moment the pleasure of her holiday, and causing her to feel gloomy and depressed.
During the journey to New York nothing was seen of Kathleen, who had taken good care not to enter the same car in which the five girls had secured seats.

Grace saw her again for an instant when, at the end of the journey, the throng of passengers surged toward the iron gates that separated them from the friends who stood anxiously awaiting their arrival.
Elfreda's keen eyes were the first to catch sight of Mabel.

"There she is, girls! Doesn't she look beautiful ?" Mabel Ashe's charming face smiled an eager welcome as she hurried forward with both hands outstretched to greet the travelers.
"You dear things!" she cried; "I began to believe I should never see any of you again.

Hurry right along.