“What a beautiful place!” Mrs. Hillis said warmly.
“Don’t you feel like the President in the White House when you walk up and down these steps?” Daphne drawled.
“Well, you do feel awfully important,” Janet agreed.
A maid met them at the door and took Daphne’s bag.
“If you all-ll come dis way, I’ll show you just where to go,” she said.
Mrs. Hillis and Daphne followed her, and the girls waited in the square hall.
“Who under the sun is in that next carriage?” Janet demanded.
“Wait and see,” Sally replied provokingly.
“Oh, I know,” Phyllis exclaimed. “It’s another new girl. She’s going to be in the new wing. I heard Kitty and Alice talking about it in history class today.
“Indeed,” Sally asked politely.