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Erma laughed as she appeared. No one could take exception to anything she said. She was too happy too well satisfied with the world and the people about her to do anything or say anything in bitterness. Josephine arose slowly as became one of a poetic and soulful temperament. "You are the slowest mortal, Jo. You are wanted up in Philo Hall. You haven't fifteen minutes until the first study bell.
"Certainly, that is what we try to do," Erma laughed, and seizing Mellie by the hand, drew her up from the floor where she had been sitting. "That is what will make us famous. I shall be a great actress and Hester a great writer." Hester heard and blushed. She wondered how Erma knew of her day-dreams for she had mentioned them to no one. "Come, peaches," cried Erma.
When she begins to complain and find fault with her lot, we'd look as though we pitied her. It isn't a bit of use of trying to convince her how lucky she is. "Now, I am always the other way." Here Erma paused long enough to laugh merrily. "I'm satisfied with everything.
The other which belonged to Aunt Harriet disappeared years ago." Erma laughed with delight. She loved romance either in real life or between the pages of a book. "How perfectly lovely to have such glorious things happen in one's family! Nothing like that ever happened in our family. My people did nothing more exciting than write charters and fight Indians. I think we were very commonplace.
At twilight, the lower floors were above the flood, although at intervals, a sudden splash from without sent little streams back through the door. The pupils were yet under the spell of the flood. Unusual quiet reigned in the dormitories, when suddenly a cry of delight came from Erma.
Ned and Ed offered any help they could give but said nothing that helped. Erma was puzzled, but ignorant; Senor Alcala knew nothing, and no one else was any better off, as far as Charley could discover. After a week, Charley decided there was only one person for him to see. Ed Baylis had recommended him, and so had the little Santa Claus.
She hated deception, and Hester had placed her in such a position that she had been compelled to put a double meaning to her words. So the little plan which Erma had worked out had the effect of widening the breach between the occupants of Sixty-two.
Berenice clung to the subject with a tenacity which would have been admirable had the thing been worth while. "I understand you, Erma. You think just as I do, but you are afraid to say so. I suspected from the first where the pin went; but of course I did not say so." "Do you not think it a wise course to follow now to say nothing?" "It is very different now. Before, I was merely suspicious.
If the seniors had been robbed of their opportunity to outwit the juniors, they at least would not miss the chance of boasting of it. Erma looked at her quizzingly. "Was that really true?" she asked. "Well, I have this much to say. If the seniors had outwitted us, we in turn outwitted the freshmen. They were gloating over the fact that they had a copy of our play." "We did," cried Hester.
"Why do you suppose that?" inquired Erma, with a smile. "'Cause electric'ty is the newest light we know of. Didn't Mr. Edison discover it?" "Perhaps he was the first mortal to discover it," replied the Queen. "But electricity was a part of the world from its creation, and therefore my Electra is as old as Daylight or Moonlight, and equally beneficent to mortals and fairies alike."
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