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"I didn't ask her for a check, but I wouldn't be astonished if she sent one in her next letter." "You two girls are traitors to the cause," laughed Grace. "Perhaps you will be disappointed." "I won't," asserted Elfreda boldly. "Pa might as well help us as any one else. I told him so, too." "The important question is what can we do to earn money for our cause?" asked Grace.
Where?" questioned Mary and Alberta together. The sophomore pointed. "Yes; it is J. Elfreda," almost wailed Alberta Wicks. "I'm going straight back to Stuart Hall and pack my trunk. Come on, Mary." "Better wait a little," dryly advised the sophomore who had announced her disapproval of the night's escapade. "You may be sorry if you don't." "Good-bye, girls," said Alberta abruptly.
It was a ridiculously short drive to the gymnasium, but, a fine rain having set in, carriages for one's freshmen guests were a matter of necessity. Elfreda and her charge occupied seats in the same carriage with Anne and Mildred Taylor, who, in a gown of pink chiffon over pink silk, looked, according to Elfreda, "too sweet to live."
"Chocolate is the one thing calculated to reduce J. Elfreda to reason. We will feed her, then renew our lectures on tale-bearing. Never call me a reformer. I am certain that before the year is over J. Elfreda won't know herself." "Nonsense," scoffed Miriam.
The four girls had reached Wayne Hall and the beauty of the autumn night made them reluctant to go into the house, where an evening of hard study awaited them. "I'd like to stay out here for hours and look at the stars." "And have stiff neck and a cold of the fond, clinging type, to-morrow," jeered Elfreda. "How disgustingly practical you are, Elfreda!" exclaimed Miriam.
"Yes," nodded Miriam. "As a matter of fact everything generally does turn out well in the end if one has the patience to wait." "Two more days, then good-bye to Overton," mourned Elfreda Briggs sadly. The stout girl was seated on the floor, the contents of her trunk spread broadcast about her.
"Why don't you children find out something about what the rest of the class think before you rush into electing Miss Wells, just to please two or three girls?" asked Virginia Gaines, the sophomore who had assiduously cultivated the acquaintance of Elfreda then dropped her at the first sign of trouble. "We sophomores wouldn't allow ourselves to be influenced by cliques.
But I yearn to cast aside my sable robes of prophesy and emerge from my room in gala garments. Lead me to my trunk, J. Elfreda. The night is yet young and I'm anxious to make the most of it." "I never once thought of Emma Dean in connection with Elfreda's fortune-teller," confessed Kathleen West ruefully. "I am afraid I'm losing my nose for news." "Neither did I," admitted Anne.
Her brief estrangement from Arline had been another of her secret griefs. "I'm going to take dinner with Arline to-morrow night," she announced to Anne. "You'd better hurry if you care to take dinner with us," called Elfreda from the doorway, in which she had paused just in time to hear Grace's last remark. "It isn't dinner," corrected Anne. "It is supper on Sunday, and never very good, either."
Patience rose and, walking over to where Elfreda sat, bowed low before her. Elfreda's plump hand was raised in protest, but there was curiosity written on every feature. "What made you keep it a secret?" "I have designs on an editorial position on the 'College Herald' next year. But I want to win my literary spurs through my own efforts. I don't believe in reflected glory."
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