“Neither can I,” Phyllis agreed. “Just think, we haven’t seen her since last Christmas.”
“It was a shame Daphne couldn’t come down with us, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, in a way; but we’ll be acquainted by the time she gets here, and that will be nice, too.”
“Still, it would have been fun to have her on the train with us.”
Sally Ladd and Daphne Hillis were old friends of the twins. They had known them in New York, and at Miss Harding’s school they had been known as The Quartette. Sally had come to Hiltop for the second term the year before, and it was because of her glowing accounts of boarding-school life that the other three girls had decided to come this year.
Sally had not come from New York with the twins, as they had planned, because at the last minute she had decided to visit a friend of hers in Ohio. Her train was due at eight o’clock.
A knock at the door brought the twins in from the balcony.
“Come in,” Janet called, and a tall, heavily-built girl with red hair and spectacles entered the room.
“Aren’t you the Page twins?” she inquired heartily.
“Yes, we are,” Phyllis and Janet answered.