So Katherine and Peggy were enabled to look forward to college together just as they had their prep school.
PEGGY PARSONS
A HAMPTON FRESHMAN
[CHAPTER I—MAKING AN IMPRESSION]
“Katherine Foster!”
“Peggy Parsons!”
Two suit-cases went banging down on the wooden platform and two radiant figures hurled themselves into each other’s arms, oblivious of the shriek of departing trains, the rattling of baggage trucks, and the jostling crowds who were at liberty to laugh at their impulsiveness.
For this was Springfield, where East meets West on its way to half a dozen New England colleges, and where every fall the same scenes of joyous greeting are enacted with the annual accompaniment of little squeals of delighted welcome and many glad kisses.
“Well, Peggy, you look just the same as ever!”
“It’s been a perfect century, Katherine! Going right up to Hampton? Taking the 9:10? So am I. Oh, so much to talk about——”