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She had me hypnotized," and Judith paused to make sure of the dramatic impression. "I can see her glare!" declared Jane. "Dol's eyes were made for nobler tasks than matching hair shades." "And mixing flesh tints," contributed Dozia, who just then managed to purloin a sample of the fudge.

Somehow all were finally settled and it was Sally Sarah Howland, who came to the rescue of the visitors. "But you must rest," she insisted, only a tell-tale pink rim around her blue eyes betraying the hysterical collapse she had so lately experienced. "We are not the least bit afraid," declared Dozia. "In fact, we are rather anxious to meet said spook. Which room might be one in proximity?

Every period had a record of its own, and while Jane was specializing in sociology she was also keeping up with the regular college course for her A. B. degree. Promptly after logic dismissed, at two-thirty, she sought out Dozia. "Come along, Doze," begged Jane, "don't let us waste a moment.

Jane and Dozia wound arms around a few leaders and this with the matron's appeal firmly broke their deadlock and a thin stream of frowzy heads and pretty boudoir robes dripped into the old walnut hall. Miss Gifford used the telephone at the foot of the circular staircase.

"Little Sarah was having a fit out in the kitchen, and the black maid wanted to pour water over her, said she was in hysterics, only the word she used was somewhat impaired." "What a perfectly rip-roaring time you must have had," commented Dozia, eyeing the fudge. "And I suppose you were taken in by Sour Sandy because you seemed easiest to convey to the Town Hall.

"I can't till I see," insisted Jane, her hand on the iron latch that held the door in place. "At least wait until I get a club or something," begged Dozia inadequately. "I've heard of queer animals being shut up in such quarters and they have often made splendid ghosts of themselves, too."

"I mean those big human machines that rolled over the earth and ploughed things down, as they went." "Say, Janie, just wait a minute," begged Dozia at the first landing. "This looks a little like a joke but who is the joker? Who got up in that place and rattled these nightly? Also, who let out that wild scream we heard on that first night?" She was talking quickly and in a subdued voice.

Then the big fellow took to his heels " "He had something a package he grabbed from Tim, the little fellow," interrupted Inez. "Yes, I know, but that is not essential now, we must get to Judith," declared Dozia, showing irritation. "Judith ran " "But the policeman darted out from the elderberry clump " "Winifred, please!" implored Dozia.

"Look away," replied Dozia, falling limply into a very uncertain old willow porch rocker. Jane pulled aside some curtain stretchers, then pried from its corner an old Japanese screen. "There!" she yelled. "There's the door, now we're getting to it.

I've tried it before with Rutledge! she's a lamb if you watch your ba-as." It was "the morning after" and that trite phrase surely fitted the occasion. Jane had dragged Dozia from her dreams in spite of threats and defiance, and now both juniors were on their way back to the dining hall at Madison.