"Oh!" gasped Laura, as she wiped the tears from her eyes, "I shall remember that look when I'm an old woman."
"I suspect Cupp will remember the occasion, too, for many days to come," prophesied Nan.
"I wish there had been a glass opposite the door, so that she could have seen her face," remarked Bess, going off into another gale of laughter.
"Come on," said Rhoda, when they had settled down. "Let's go for a walk on the campus and get some fresh air. Thank goodness, we can do that, anyway."
"Oh, dear," sighed Nan, as they went downstairs. "No coasting, no skating for three days. What a fate!"
"No matter," comforted Grace. "The feast was worth it. The memory lingers."
"It does," agreed Laura. "I can taste that layer cake yet. But come, girls, I challenge you to a race around the campus. One, two, three—go!"
"Wait until I make certain my shoe is tight," cried Grace.
"And wait until I get my cap fastened on," added Nan.
"No primping now!" exclaimed Laura. "Everybody ready?"