“You are very kind. I would like to see your room. You lead and I will follow,” answered Dorothy.
“Oh, the room is not much. You come too, Jim, and I will show you where the library is,” said Ruth, leading the way upstairs. “Right in there, Jim.”
Jim entered the library and the girls ascended to the floors above.
“I am going out this afternoon with a friend,” said Ruth. “I promised I would go shopping with her,” and she opened the door of her room.
The room was a large, sunny one with simple furnishings.
“I’ll sit here,” announced Dorothy, “till you are ready to go.”
“I will just hustle with my things and be ready in a moment,” replied Ruth, suiting her actions to her words.
In a very few minutes the girls were ready and slowly descended the stairs again to wait for Jim in the parlor.
“Well, here I am. Room engaged and all,” said a cheery voice from the hall which they knew as Jim’s.
“Where is it?” questioned Ruth.