At this news Arden and Terry decided to look in their boxes.
“You’re not so much!” Terry cried. “I have a letter myself. It’s from Dick Randall!”
“Me too!” announced Arden, succinctly if not grammatically. “It’s from Jim Todd.”
“What fun!” exclaimed Sim. “And the holidays begin the end of next week.”
CHAPTER XXVIII
A Disturbing Message
Hardly realizing the good fortune that had come to them so unexpectedly, and while they were rejoicing over their letters and the prospects of the Thanksgiving holidays, with dances in the offing, Arden, Terry, and Sim saw one of the college messengers making her way toward them through a throng of other students. For the messengers were young women who, like the waitresses, were working their way through Cedar Ridge by making themselves useful to the dean.
“I have a message for you,” said this girl, without smiling. She looked at Arden but included Sim and Terry.
“A message for me?” Arden exclaimed. Could the Pangborn lawyers have sent the reward money by telegraph already?
“Yes, you three young ladies must report to the dean at once.”
“Whew!” faintly whistled Sim.