I ran down here last June to talk things over and find where I stood.

I'm a sophomore, if you please." Grace burst into merry laughter.

"Won't the girls be surprised!" she exclaimed.

"We all thought you were a freshman." "I hadn't stopped to think of what any one else thought of me," said Patience, "or I might have enlightened the girls at the breakfast table as to my superior sophomore estate.

They'll find out soon enough.