“Wouldn’t it be dreadful if some of us would be invited for one and some for the other!”
“Why, then we needn’t join any!”
“That wouldn’t do, I’m afraid,” said Hilary; “but what do you think about not worrying till the time comes?”
“Sensible idea,” said Juliet.
At that point in the conversation there came a knock upon the door. It was one of the senior girls, and Lilian gave a little glance at Hilary, as if to say, “You see that we are not left alone long.”
The visitor gave a comprehensive glance around the room to see who were there and said, “This is good—I’m saved a visit to your suite, girls, and you can tell Helen Paget for me. Why, we—some of us are having a little get-acquainted party tonight and are inviting some of the junior collegiates to come. We have permission, and the party will begin at eight-thirty. You will all come, won’t you?”
“That is lovely of you,” said Cathalina; “is it in your suite?”
“Oh, yes—silly of me not to say. Be sure to come.”
“Can’t you sit down and visit a while?” asked Lilian, naughty girl that she was.
“I can’t this time, but I may drop in later in the day,” and the visitor departed.