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Updated: June 12, 2025
It was one of Miss Fenler's rules that pupils should never lock their doors. Now in a harsh voice she called: "Open this door at once!" Vera sprang to the floor, shut off the gas, softly turned the key in the lock, and was back in bed and covered up to her eyes, in a second. Upon opening the door, Miss Fenler stumbled into the blanket that hung from the door-frame.
Miss Fenler talked with them for a few moments, and then left them to unpack their belongings, saying that later, when they felt rested, they might come down to the reception hall and meet some of the girls who would be their classmates during the year.
It was a jolly party that took the train for Glenmore on Saturday morning. Rob had taken them to the station, bought a a box of candy for each, and waited until the last moment to leave the train. "If Miss Fenler has been watching Patricia this week she has been busy," said Elf, when they had settled themselves for the long ride. "She could easily watch Arabella, she is so slow," Dorothy said.
Dorothy had little difficulty, but Vera, Elf, Betty, and Valerie were forever vexing her, and Patricia was never able to win her full approval. As for Arabella Correyville, Miss Fenler did not understand her, and Betty Chase said that "The Fender" fixed her sharp eyes upon Arabella, and appeared to be studying her as if she were a very small, but very peculiar bug that she was unable to classify.
Miss Fenler was actually thrusting a long bony finger into the opening with the hope of learning if anything that had been forbidden, was being smuggled into the house inside the folds of gayly flowered goods that Patricia had declared was a tea-gown. After a moment, Miss Fenler nodded as if dismissing the matter, and Patricia, her chin very high, passed into the hall.
She, too, had seen Patricia and Miss Fenler on the porch and, while she did not like Patricia, she detested the woman who seemed to enjoy spying, so her sympathy was, of course, with the pupil. "Had a scrap with the 'Fender'? I'd half a mind to say 'cow-catcher," she said. "Well, what if I did?" Patricia said, rudely, and walked on toward her room. Betty looked after her.
"She's equal to pinning on a half-dozen extra bows if she chooses," Miss Fenler said, under her breath. Glenmore, once a private estate, looked like an old castle, and the dwellings that were its nearest neighbors were owned by old and wealthy residents.
"Arabella is so slow that she really doesn't know that Patricia rules her, while Patricia rules, and laughs at Arabella for obeying. "I promise to watch them, and I am likely to be more closely employed than during a regular school session," Miss Fenler said in reply.
Her terror was very real, and Marcus was called in to oust the intruder. "It must be a sneak-thief," said Miss Fenler. "It am a sneak-thief," said Marcus, appearing with the small dog in his arms. "He stole a slipper, an den sneaked under der bed ter chew on it. Sure, he am a sneak-thief, but I knows a cullud gemman what wants a dog, an' I guess he's 'bout the right size.
Miss Fenler is out on the porch, why, she's actually feeling of it to see what's in the parcel. Really, I don't see why it's all right for her to do that." "It does seem queer," agreed Dorothy, "but you know it is the rule that the girls must not bring large parcels into this house, unless they're willing to show what is in them. "There! The paper has burst open, and, Well, did you see that?"
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