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During the winter and spring terms, this room had been the general gathering place; for Hester and Helen were popular with the other students. "I wish I might finish about the play," cried Erma. "Those miserable little freshmen thought they had our play. Yes, I know you took a copy from my study-table drawer. It was one I put in there for you to take.
One cannot express an opinion or offer a criticism in her presence unless one is taken to task." "Perhaps it is just as well to let it drop," said Mellie gently. "It is only a game of basket-ball and not worth a heated discussion." "Well, peaches," cried Erma cheerily accosting Hester. "Are you really going home? Won't your Aunt Debby be glad to see you.
"You see how it is, Hester," explained Erma later as the two walked arm in arm down the hall. "Mame is the best dresser in school. She has the best-made clothes and the best taste about choosing them, and you never see a pin or hook loose. Yet we never yet have heard her say she was satisfied. So we just concluded that we wouldn't encourage her.
The week preceding Easter Sunday, the spring thaw set in and the river came up and over the ice. "We'll have an ice-jam and a good one," laughed Erma. "Last spring the cakes piled as high as the old apple tree. The ice broke just at tea-time and the river was floating with it until morning. Doctor Weldon allowed us to watch until bed-time. It was simply gorgeous.
When Erma and Mellie had refused to listen to her suspicions, she attributed not to their high sense of honor, but rather that they were deceiving her and would discuss the question between themselves. Every girl in the hall understood Berenice. They were careful of their words while in her presence and they never repeated a tale that she carried to them.
As she pushed aside a heavy drapery a flood of silvery light greeted them, and Betsy saw before her a splendid banquet hall, with a table spread with snowy linen and crystal and silver. At one side was a broad, throne-like seat for Erma and beside her now sat the brilliant maid Electra. Polychrome was placed on the Queen's right hand and Betsy upon her left.
I'd put Hester and the pin from your mind from this minute. I give you my word of honor that I knew that Hester had the pin." Erma laughed delightfully. Her voice ran the scale and came back with an echo of triumph in it. Her plan had succeeded beyond her most sanguine expectations. "I have forgotten the girls," she said, "and the cocoa almost gone." Going to the hall, she called to Sixty-two.
You've no right to his eyes, Miss Erma, without his tongue and palate. No more of this, miss! and done for you a-purpose! Well, cook will be put out, and no mistake! I better not let her see it go down, anyhow." And the worthy man tearfully put some dainty by, perhaps without any view to his own supper. "Lord Castlewood spoke to me about a Mrs. Price the housekeeper, is she not?"
Betsy did not quite understand, but she was at present interested in observing the changing lights. As Daylight had given way to Moonlight, so now Starlight sat at the right hand of Erma the Queen, and with her coming a spirit of peace and content seemed to fill the room.
Fortunately they were a liberal, broad-minded set of girls. They were not envious, but rejoiced with Hester in her good fortune. As Hester hurried down the main hall to the dormitory stairs, she found her own particular set of friends waiting for her on the landing. "Here she is!" cried Erma. "We have been looking everywhere for you. Isn't it simply grand to think that one of our set got on?"
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