“Certainly!” he answered. “I’ll call her and bring the car around to the door.”
It was not until they reached the college that the cause of Marjorie’s visit was referred to again. Then Mrs. Hadley tried to make her promise to give up the troop.
“I can’t promise till I talk it over with Lily,” she said finally. “But I think I shall, now.”
“That’s right, dear!” returned the older woman waving good-bye to her as she entered the doorway.
She rushed up to her room, unable to control her emotion any longer. At least it would be a relief to cry.
But to her dismay she found that Lily had company. Jeannette Killough was there.
“Marj!” cried both girls joyfully.
“We were hoping that you’d be back to hear about our thrilling party,” Lily explained. “We’re going to have a class dance next Saturday night.”
“And you simply have to come!” ordered Jeannette. “We won’t take ‘No’ for an answer.”
Marjorie dropped wearily into a chair, keeping back her tears with difficulty.