Miriam shook her head almost imperceptibly.
"That's so," returned Elfreda in a low tone.

"You never forget anything, do you, Miriam?
I will tell the girls to postpone rushing Kathleen until to-night." Turning to the crowd of girls, who had been too busy talking to notice what had passed between her and Miriam, Elfreda said easily: "Suppose we wait until this evening after dinner, girls.

Meet me at the corner below Wayne Hall at half-past seven o'clock and we will call on Kathleen and Grace.

Miriam will engage to keep them in the house and we'll have ice cream and cake afterward." Elfreda's suggestion was well received, and solemnly winking at Miriam, she pursued her triumphal journey across the campus, quite surrounded by her admiring bodyguard.
But while her friends were discussing the outcome of the play, Kathleen West, J.Elfreda and Grace, the last named young woman was speeding across the campus toward Wayne Hall.

As she was about to return to her place among her friends, after making her speech, her alert eyes had seen a small, familiar figure edge toward the side door of the gymnasium, then disappear.