This tall freshman's manner of addressing Miss Sheldon, the dignified registrar, betokened long acquaintance, while the registrar looked as delighted as though she had found a long-lost relative.
"I see you have fallen into good hands," said the registrar, a pleasant smile lighting her rather austere face as she glanced at Grace.
"I am quite sure of that," responded Miss Eliot heartily.

"I also brought disaster upon myself." An account of the morning's accident followed.
"I believe you were born to disaster, Patience Eliot," laughed Miss Sheldon.
"I shouldn't be at all surprised," was the dry response.
"Miss Harlowe, I have known Miss Eliot since she was a little girl," explained Miss Sheldon.

"I am pleased to know that she is to live at Wayne Hall.

I am sure she will be happy there.

I understand that the Wayne Hall girls make a very congenial household." "We try to," said Grace with a frank smile.