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There was a thump and then a thud in the hall. A door banged, somebody shrieked, “Oh, Polly, you darling child!” and then Katherine Kittredge burst into Betty’s room like a whirlwind, dragging Roberta Lewis after her.

“We’re just this minute in,” she panted, “on a special that they sent up from the junction, because they couldn’t bear to have us sitting around the waiting-room down there breaking the ten o’clock rule. Roberta fairly insisted that I should come here first. How’s everything starting off?”

“I insisted!” repeated Roberta indignantly. “K. was in such a hurry to get here that she wouldn’t wait for a car, and there wasn’t any carriage, and my suit case weighs a ton.”

“Well, I carried it,” retorted Katherine, fanning herself with the biggest Gibson girl. “And Mary, you should have seen the elegant Roberta, lugging my handsome telescope.”

“Did you know that we’d voted a class-tax to buy you a sole-leather suit case lined with white satin?” inquired Mary Brooks. Katherine’s battered canvas bag was a college joke.