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Updated: June 9, 2025
One day, she emptied the drawers in the dresser and examined every article there, to be sure that the pin was not clinging to it. She peered under and about each article of furniture. But no pin appeared. While she was on her knees searching the corners of the room and edges of the rug, Erma appeared in the doorway. She gave a peal of delight.
While you were busy learning that, we had another. So while you girls were gloating over the 'East Indian Queen, we went on in peace and practised 'A Roumanian Princess." "Really? Erma Thomas, do you mean it?" "Do I mean it? I surely do. Oh, wasn't it fun to hear you practise and see you slip about with your mysterious airs!" The door opened and Renee came in.
Charley wasn't out in the bally any more, either; he was backstage among the second-rate acts, the tattooed man and the fire-eater and the rest, while Erma and Ned and Ed and the top-liners took their bows out before the crowd, pulling them in, and got the gasps and the applause. The crowds in front of his own platform, inside during the show, were smaller, too.
"Listen, do you hear that melodious bell? That is Sykes's cow-bell. Come, and I'll treat you." Hester followed as Sara lead the way from the front dormitory door out on to the campus. As they passed the end room, the sound of voices in conversation came to them. "Can you let me have some perfume, Erma, and a fine handkerchief? I neglected to put mine in the laundry."
"If I ever do show wounds," cried Renee, "they will not be ones made by a tin soldier with a toy pistol. It will take a cannon ball to make me know that I've been touched." She sailed out of the room, her head high and her heels coming down with some show of feeling. Erma burst into a fresh peal of laughter. "Isn't Renee dear and doesn't she say the most brilliant things?
I did not try; but I could not help knowing that there was a discussion." "There generally is," said Erma. "Doctor Weldon will not allow a girl to play unless she is up in her work and her conduct. Campused twice, and your throat is cut for any work in athletics." Berenice's face flushed. The reference to being campused touched her. "This was more than that.
An old man bought it, a chubby little Santa Claus of a man with eyes that twinkled and a belly that undoubtedly shook like a jelly bowl when it was freed from its expensive orlon confines. Dave went off to the next platform, where Erma stood, and the marks followed him, and more drifted over.
"I will not get a chance to go," said Emma. "I am sure of that. I'd like to, for I know lots of Exeter girls. There's a whole bunch of them from up our way." "You speak as though they were flowers," laughed Erma, as she hurried down the steps from the gallery to join the girls.
The palace of the Queen of Light stood on a little eminence and was a mass of crystal windows, surmounted by a vast crystal dome. When they entered the portals Erma was greeted by six lovely maidens, evidently of high degree, who at once aroused Betsy's admiration. Each bore a wand in her hand, tipped with an emblem of light, and their costumes were also emblematic of the lights they represented.
"What has happened to Erma?" exclaimed Hester, starting up when the cry reached her ears. "Don't be alarmed. It is nothing serious. I can tell from her voice. That shriek is Erma's cry of delight." In an instant, Erma herself tripped down the hall to explain and to share. Knocking hastily, she did not wait to be admitted, but flung open the door. "What do you think I found?" she cried.
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