“Why, you’ve just got to come back!” declared Anne emphatically. “We can’t possibly get along without you.”
“I should say not!” agreed Katharine, reaching forward to pinch Patricia’s ear affectionately.
“I do hope you’ll get enough to be of considerable help,” said Jane earnestly.
“Time will tell,” replied Patricia, a bit shakily.
It was wonderful of the girls to be so anxious to keep her in the dear old Gang! She had known, of course, that they liked her; but she had never realized how much until she saw how shocked they were at the possibility of her not being able to return next September.
The rain stopped, and traffic was light; so they were able to make good time all the rest of the way. It was about eight-thirty when they drew up in front of Arnold Hall.
“Let’s walk down to the Coffee Shoppe and get some supper before we go in,” proposed Katharine. “If the girls once get hold of us we’ll never get out again; and I’m starved.”
“A good idea,” agreed Jane.
“Are you going to tell the Gang all about our adventures?” inquired Anne, as they walked the short distance down the street.
“Why, I thought so,” replied Patricia. “Why not?”