CHAPTER II
MARJORIE’S ROOM-MATE
When Marjorie awoke in her bare little room the next morning, a feeling of happy anticipation came over her. What was it? Oh, yes, she was away at school, and she was to meet her new room-mate to-day.
She jumped out of bed and dressed quickly, so that she had time to take a stroll in the garden before the breakfast bell rang. She met several of the girls she had sat with at supper the night before, and they asked her to join their group.
“Why, there goes Ruth!” exclaimed Marjorie. “Funny she didn’t see me!”
“Ruth who?” asked Ada Mearns, a sophomore.
“Ruth Henry—my best friend from home. She’s with some girls I don’t know.”
“Oh, yes,” said Ada, following the direction of Marjorie’s gaze, “those are all ΦΑΒ girls with her. I guess your young friend’s made a hit. Probably she’ll be one of the lucky four.”
“What lucky four?” asked another freshman.
“One of the lucky four freshmen to be asked to join the sorority!”
Marjorie bit her lip. “I’m not going to be miserable and jealous,” she thought, “only I don’t see why Ruth has to drop me for her new friends.”