There isn't anyone else in the school named Mitchell." "It must be me!" Rona's eyes were wide with excitement.

Visitors for herself! It was such an utter surprise.

For one moment a wild idea flashed across her mind.
Her face suddenly hardened.
"What are they like?
Do you know them ?" she gasped.
"Not from Adam, or rather Eve.

They're just two very ordinary-looking females." Much agitated, Rona flew into the house to wash her hands, slip off her gardening-apron, and change her shoes.

When this very hasty toilet was completed, she walked to the practising-room and entered nervously.