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The light glared on her the faces of the lacqueys betokened their undisguised astonishment. With a violent effort, Florence recovered herself, for she had not yet done with pride, swept through the hall with her usual stately step, slowly ascended the broad staircase, and gained the solitude of her own room, to fall senseless on the floor. I go, the bride of Acheron. SOPH. Antig.
"Oh, rats!" yelled twenty voices. "Hello, Parker!" cried Little. "I hear you were held up last night? Is it true?" "Oh, yes," said Rattleton. "He'd been down to Morey's, and that was the way he got home." "But oh, what a difference in the morning," sang the freshmen. "Ask Rattleton if he means to join the Indians?" called a soph. "Or will he Sioux for damages?" put in another.
Aunt Soph was afraid she had pulled the rope just a trifle too tight, and that it was snapping before her eyes; she was picturing a flight back to America, and envisaging her brother's disappointment and wrath. Out of the abundance of her own content the girl vouchsafed a generous compassion. "Yes, I'm off, Aunt Soph!
"It strikes me that you are very partial to sophs," said Dismal, giving Roll a piercing look. Ditson was not fazed. "They're a rather clever gang of fellows," he said. "Freshmen are very new, as a rule. Of course there are exceptions, and " "I suppose you consider yourself one?" "Oh, I can't tell about that. But supposing I am; by the time I become a soph some of the newness will have worn off."
It was the smartest and gayest of all the college functions, and a Payzant co-ed who received an invitation to it counted herself fortunate. The senior girls were included as a matter of course, but a junior, soph, or freshie could not go unless one of the senior boys invited her. Grace Seeley was studying Greek in her tiny room that afternoon when the invitation was brought to her.
"You need not tell your aunt what has happened, if you don't choose to do so!" "Oh, yes; I'll own up! Aunt Soph will be pleased to feel she was right. Maybe she'll like me better when I'm down on my luck. ... What must I set about first?" "I shall interview the hotel manager, and tell him the whole story that's due to him, you know, or there might be a repetition of the offence.
"Take the truth from me, our freshie year was full of just such scenes put over by those girls." "The soph who had the fuss with Leslie Cairns is a senior this year. You may believe the Sans will get no favors from her and her party crowd. The Sans will find out some day that they can't sow tares and expect to reap flowers," concluded Vera with some warmth.
Except that it was very white and, somehow, old looking, Aunt Sophy's face was as benign as always. "Now, look here, Julia, my girl. That isn't love and you know it. I'm an old maid, but I know what love is when I see it. I'm ashamed of you, Julia. Sensible woman like you. Hugging and kissing a boy like that, and old enough to be his mother, pretty near." "Now, look here, Aunt Soph!
"Hello, Guv," said the Seeker after Truth. "Wait until I do a Quick Change and we'll go out and get a few lines of Breakfast." "Breakfast at 2 P.M.?" inquired Father. "We had a very busy Night," explained Buchanan. "The Sophomores have disputed our Right to wear Red Neckties, so last night we captured the President of the Soph Class, tied him to a Tree and beat him to a Whisper with a Ball Bat.
Instead of calling Guiseppe, Leslie Cairns walked straight to the soph who was giving the dinner, and claimed she had taken a table which Joan had reserved by telephone. The soph should simply have stayed away upon her dignity and called Signor Baretti. She was indignant, naturally, and began to argue the matter with Miss Cairns.
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