The dining-room at Miss North's was not large, but it was cheerful and inviting. There were some five or six tables and at the head of each sat a teacher.
Miss North met Blue Bonnet and Carita at the door and took them to her own table. When the meal was over she assigned them to their regular places, and again Blue Bonnet found to her dismay that she and Carita were separated.
As they left the dining-room Mary Boyd came along and took Carita off peremptorily.
"I'll take care of her," Mary announced, with a wave and a smile. "She'll be in a lot of my classes." They passed on, arm in arm.
Blue Bonnet was feeling a bit forlorn and neglected when a voice, soft and sweet, said at her elbow:
"Miss North has asked me to show you about this morning."
Blue Bonnet turned and looked into the face of the Southern girl she had admired the first day she visited the school.
"Perhaps you don't remember me, but we were introduced. My name is Annabel Jackson."
"Oh, I remember you—yes, indeed; and I'm Blue Bonnet Ashe."
"We have prayers the first thing," Annabel said, leading the way to the chapel. "The gong will ring in five minutes. I reckon we won't be too early if we go now."