After classes that afternoon, when Lily and Marjorie were unpacking their trunks and doing their best to arrange their homely little room to make it look attractive, Ruth knocked at the door. Marjorie experienced a joyful surprise as her old friend appeared.
“I’m so glad to see you, Ruth!” she exclaimed. “I want you to meet my room-mate, Miss Andrews. This is Miss Henry, Lily.”
Ruth bowed, and Lily murmured, “Pleased to meet you, I’m sure.”
“Well, how do you like it all by this time?” asked Marjorie. “Are you the least bit homesick?”
“No, indeed!” answered Ruth, enthusiastically. “I never was so happy. I’m crazy about my room-mate!”
“She does seem nice,” observed Marjorie. “What do you think of the teachers?”
“Teachers!—I don’t give them a thought. They’re necessary evils!”
“I think Miss Landis is lovely,” said Marjorie. “I like teachers when they’re nice, and not prim old maids.”
Lily was all the while busily unpacking her trunk. Suddenly she produced an enormous box, wrapped in white paper, and tied with pink ribbon.
“Father gave me five pounds of chocolates,” she remarked, as she untied it, “and he promised to send me more when I want them.”