"To get my clothes and take them to the guest room. Mrs. Baird said Connie would sleep with Ange while she's here. I'm off."
"Betty, you darling!" Angela exclaimed—but Betty was half way down the hall.
CHAPTER VIII
AN EVENTFUL STRAW-RIDE
Study hour began at five o'clock and lasted until six-thirty.
The girls found it impossible to get to work. At exactly five-eleven, Angela threw a note to Polly.
"Her train is due," it read. "Do you suppose we'll have to wait until dinner to see her?"
Polly shrugged her shoulders and shook her head in reply, and tried to get interested in her history.
A few minutes later, Lois left her seat and went over to the dictionary by the window. The sound of carriage wheels made her completely forget the word she was hunting for. She peeked out of the window. There was Connie on the driveway. Lois watched her pay the driver and pick up her suitcase. Then she went back to her seat.