The other big girls were kind to the newcomer; but they had interests of their own and what they chatted about was all “Greek” to Nancy Nelson. So she gave her strict attention to the food.
The dinner was nicely served and was much better than the food usually put on the table at Higbee School. By this time Nancy was hungry, and she did full justice to the repast. Meanwhile an occasional brisk fire of conversation between Corinne and her friends penetrated to Nancy’s rather confused understanding.
“Are all the nice boys back at Clinton Academy this half, do you know, Corinne?”
“Don’t ask me! I can’t keep run of all Dr. Dudley’s boys,” laughed Miss Pevay.
“Well, I hope Bob Endress has come. He’s certainly one nice boy,” cried another of the seniors.
“Why! he’s only a child!” drawled another young lady. “If he is back this fall it is only to begin his junior year.”
“I don’t care,” said Corinne. “He really is a nice boy. I agree with Mary.”
“Say! the Montgomery girl told me Bob came near being drowned this summer. What do you know about that?”
“Oh, Carrie!”
“She had all the details, so I guess it’s so. He is some sort of a distant relative of hers——”