Her business with the Dean concluded, Gale left. She had dinner with Janet and Carol at the East Campus Dormitory and after that they all went to the chapel to hear the Freshman’s musical Christmas entertainment.
The organ was playing when the girls entered. The chapel was decorated with holly and poinsettias. In the corner a mammoth Christmas tree with the traditional white star at the top sent out a fragrance of spruce and Christmas cheer.
The girls sang carols and there were several solos. But the best liked soloist was a mystery. From the region of the organ, behind the holly and spruce display, came a girl’s voice. The others listened spellbound. Such richness and expression! Every note was as clear as a bell. The music rang through the chapel and brought a new understanding and appreciation of Christmas to the listeners.
“Who is it?” Janet was simply bursting with curiosity.
“She is superb!” Gale echoed. “I never heard a voice like that.”
Valerie was sitting beside them, the smile of sweet satisfaction on her face a mystery.
“You were on the committee, Val, who is it?” Carol coaxed.
“It is a secret,” Valerie said. “But isn’t she fine?”
“Wonderful,” Gale agreed. “I wish Phyllis could hear her.”
“Why didn’t Phyllis come?” Madge whispered.