“It rather looks as though that rope was cut,” she said, noting the sharpness of its edge as though a knife had severed it.
“You must never mention that to anyone,” the other said quickly. “Promise me you will never speak such a thought!”
Gale laughed. “Of course—but why shouldn’t I?”
“I can’t explain now, but there is a very good reason.” She held out her hand. “I would like to say thank you again. Will you come to see me this afternoon?”
Gale put her hand into the one offered her. “I’m sorry,” she said regretfully. “You see I am new at the college and I have an appointment with the Dean.”
A whimsical light came into the gray eyes. “You don’t seem very enthusiastic.”
“I’m not,” Gale confessed.
“Have you been listening to the upper classmen?”
“A little,” Gale said. “But it isn’t that. I’m not prejudiced against her. She may be perfectly all right—it is only that—I’m a little nervous. I guess all Freshmen are. I hope she is nicer than what I hear about her.”
The other woman laughed. “I hope you find her so. Now I——”