Patricia and Arabella had a fair-sized room farther down the corridor. Vera Vane and Elfreda Carleton were snugly settled in cozy quarters a few doors beyond the one that bore Dorothy's and Nancy's names. Patricia Levine had ordered a large card, elaborately lettered in red and green, announcing that:
This Suite is Occupied
by
MISS P. LEVINE
AND
MISS A. CORREYVILLE
A small card was all that was necessary, indeed only a small card was permitted, but Patricia did not know that. After her usual manner of doing things, she had ordered a veritable placard of the village sign painter, and when she had tacked it upon the door, it fairly shouted, in red and green ink.
"There!" she exclaimed, "I guess when the other girls see that, they'll think the two who have this room are pretty swell."
"Isn't it,—rather—loud?" ventured Arabella timidly.
Patricia's eyes blazed.
"Loud?" she cried. "Well, what do you want? A card that will whisper?"
"Maybe it's all right," Arabella said quickly, to which Patricia responded:
"Of course it's all right. It's more than all right! It's very el'gant!"
Arabella was no match for her room-mate, and whenever a question arose regarding any matter of mutual interest, it was always Patricia who settled it, and Arabella who meekly agreed that she was probably right.