st inspection, Capta

wn eyes sparkling with anticipation, her charming fa

approvingly upon the trim figures drawn up in their most soldierly attitude before her. Marjorie's frock of pink linen, with its wide lace collar and cuffs, ex

Marjorie turned slowly about, then made a laughing dive

to do my hair over again. Never mind. I'll forgive you, and, being mag

e Miss Archer. Besides, I'm anxious for her to meet Jerry Macy and some of the other girls. If only she had come to Sanford sooner, I'd have loved to give a party for her. Then she

heek, Marjorie left the room, followed by Mary, who

tly to the mountains, for his wife, who, in spite of her ill-health, had insisted on returning to her home to oversee the making of Mary's gowns and the choosing of her wardrobe in general. Two days before coming to Sanford, Mary had seen her mother off on her jou

irresistible sunniness of Marjorie's nature, Mary had soon emerged from her cloud, an

idedly familiar figure turning in at the gate. In the same instant a joyous "Hello" rent the air, and the stout girl cantered up the w

ack in Sanford before school opened. I saw Irma day before yesterd

n o'clock Maybe I'm not glad to see you."

he is going to live with us this winter and be a sophomore at dea

and stretched forth a plump hand in g

meet you." Mary exhibited a friendliness toward Jerry Macy th

ment at the gate Jerry's ey

friend looks like C

't you remember I told you long ago that that was wh

Mary. I never call a girl 'Miss' unless I can't bear her. I'm sure I'm going to like you. Not only because you're Marjorie's chum, but for yo

stance on the same plane in Marjorie's affection? She did not propose to share her place in her chum's heart with anyone. Of course, this girl could not possibly k

's face and the trio started down the street for school,

imbed the familiar broad stairway to the second floor. She was thinking of another Monday morning that belonged to the past, when a timid stranger had climbed those same st

"Captain had a headache and couldn't come with me. I had to march into Miss Archer's office all by myself. I felt like a forlorn stranger in a strang

desk at one end of the room, glanced up at the sound of the opening door. She hurried forward with a little exclamation of delighted surprise. "Why, Marjorie!" she exclaimed. "I was just think

dded Marjorie. "You are another stray wh

d was dreadfully disappointed because I wouldn't give up high s

greed Marjorie, "especially

cretary, but now a changed girl through the influence of Marjorie, exchanged greetings. Marjorie turned a

rie, after she had explained that Mary was

inner office, returning almost instantly with, "

leasure to the girl's cheeks. Her heart thrilled with joy at the thought that

wn. "We are glad to welcome you into our school, my dear. Your principal at Frank

le Marjorie looked on with affectionate eyes. She was anx

see that you are made to feel at home. We wish our girls to look upon their school as their second home, considering they spend so much of their

d?" were the quick questions Marjorie put, as t

ere, Marjorie." There was a wistful note in her voice that caused Marjorie to gl

morning about Constance Stevens. Miss Archer had asked about Constance, too. She had spoken of her as though she and Marjorie were best friends. What had she meant when she said, "Well, Marjor

spoke of you and Miss Stevens-and la

are at the study hall." Her mind occupied with school,

from me. All right. Let her keep them. Only I know one thing, and that is-I'll ne

to co