“Half of us will probably sleep over,” said Babe in a queer, supercilious tone. Not for all the morning naps in the world would Babe have missed that good-bye meeting.
CHAPTER XIX
“GOOD-BYE!”
“And after commencement packing,” said Madeline Ayres sadly, “and that’s no joke either, I can tell you.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” said Babe airily. “Give away everything that you can’t sell, and you won’t be troubled. That’s what I’ve done.”
“I couldn’t give up my dear old desk,” said Rachel soberly, “nor my books and pictures.”
“Oh, I’ve kept a few little things myself,” explained Babe hastily, “just to remember the place by.”
“My mother wanted to stay and help me,” laughed Nita. “She thought if we both worked hard we might get through in a day.”