“What’s going to happen now is that I’m going to sleep,” she laughed. “And I’m glad I’ve got you for a room-mate, Katherine Foster, just—anyway.”
And both girls smiled into the darkness, for their first day at Andrews had given them a sense of pleasant anticipation for the rest of the year.
Just as their vivid memories of the preceding twelve hours began to mix themselves up confusingly with dreams, the sound of singing bursting into triumphant volume under their windows caused both sleepy pairs of eyes to pop open.
“Katherine—?” breathed Peggy excitedly.
“Peggy—?” whispered Katherine, “oh, do you suppose it is?”
“Andrews opened late, and the other schools were already well into their football and basketball stage: that afternoon the Amherst team had been in town to play the local college football eleven, and there had been rumors that the glee club had been among those who cheered on the Amherst side.”
The song came up now, sweet and strong, with its sure tenor soaring almost to their window, it seemed.
Swiftly and silently the two were out of bed and had pattered across to peep down. There they were! There they really were, in the moonlight, the glee club, singing up to the open dormitory windows.
“Cheer for Old Amherst,
Amherst must win.
Fight to the fin-ish,
Never give in.
All do your best, boys,
We’ll do the rest, boys,
For this is old Amherst’s da—ay.
Rah, rah, rah....”
Peggy felt her arm being pinched black and blue, but she was beyond caring.