“‘By good luck!’” laughed Betty. “Poor Dr. Carver!”
“I didn’t make her sick, but since she is,—well, it’s an ill wind that blows nobody good!”
“But if Patty takes her classes tomorrow, how do you get out of it?”
“It happens, my dear Elizabeth, that my class to Dr. Carver comes at the same hour as one of Patty’s other classes.” Isabel turned gayly around with a skipping step. “So you see, I not only get out of work tomorrow, but having in my ignorance of the joy in store gotten my lesson for today’s work, I’m ahead for whenever we do recite.”
“I’m in luck, too, of course,” said Betty, “so far as today’s work is concerned, but will have to recite tomorrow.”
“Let’s get our flashlights and skip out to the cave we found the other day. How about the other girls?”
“Eloise and Lilian have practice hours this afternoon and Cathalina said she would be in the studio painting all afternoon. Perhaps the other girls will be free to go. Where’s Avalon?”
“She has classes.”
“I’m not so sure that I want to go myself, Isabel.”
“Why? It isn’t far, you’re not really afraid of anything, are you?”