"I wonder who J. Elfreda Briggs's friends were," commented Miriam. "She never said a word about knowing any one at Overton. I imagine she is a thoroughly selfish girl, and the less I see of her in college the better pleased I shall be."
As their suite of rooms had been engaged in advance it needed but a word to the clerk on
Grace's part, then each girl in turn registered and they were conducted to their suite.
"This suite seems to be supplied with all the comforts of home," observed Miriam, looking about her with satisfaction. "I am thankful to have reached a haven of rest where I can bathe my grimy face and hands."
"So am I," echoed Grace, setting down her suit case and sinking into an easy chair with a tired sigh. "I am starved, too. Let us lose no time in getting ready for dinner. After dinner we can rest."
For the next half hour the travelers were busily engaged in removing the dust of their journey and attiring themselves in the dainty summer frocks which they had taken thought to pack in their suit cases.
"I'm ready," announced Grace at last, as she poked a rebellious lock of hair into place, and viewed herself in the mirror.
"So am I," echoed Anne.
"And I," from Miriam. "Why not walk down stairs? We are on the second floor, and I never ride in an elevator when I can avoid doing so."
The trio descended the stairs and made their way to the dining room, where they were conducted to a table near an open window which looked out on a shady side porch.