“My sentiments exactly,” Rhoda chimed in as she entered.
“Late as usual,” Laura observed as Amelia also came in. “Now tell us what we’ve been missing.”
“Oh, we’re all to stop at Grace’s in Chicago before we come back to school. Her mother has a whole list of things that can best be done from there.” Bess couldn’t wait for Grace to extend the invitation.
“Yes, that’s the truth,” Nan verified Bess’ statement. “Now you’d all better clear out of here,” she laughed. “I love every hair of your funny heads, but I can’t accomplish a thing when you’re around. Do you realize that after all, we’re at school, and that trip or no trip, we’ve got to get through with exams before we leave?”
The girls sobered up at once.
“Ooh Nan, don’t bring them up,” Laura begged. “I just remembered that I faithfully promised the French Prof that I’d prepare my lesson for tomorrow. She declared today that she was utterly disgusted with the assignments I had been handing in. Poor thing! I have been trying her patience.”
“And I and I and I,” they all chorused.
“Now, get out!” Nan laughed, but never-the-less achieved firmness.
“Well, guess we’d better take the hint.” Laura started for the door and the others followed. “Bet I get a better French grade than any of you, tomorrow,” she challenged, just before the door was closed behind them with an air of finality.
“Such people!” Nan laughed to Bess when they were once more alone. “There’s one thing I’m sure of—”