Grace made a little gesture of resignation. "Prepare for the surprise of your college career, Emma."
"Didn't she come?" demanded Emma, "That wouldn't surprise me. People are forever promising to arrive on a certain train and then strolling in several days later with the barefaced announcement that the time table had been mysteriously changed."
"She arrived," stated Grace.
"Then wherein lies the surprise?"
"Emma," said Grace solemnly, "Evelyn Ward is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and, if I am not mistaken, one of the most selfish. She is no more like her sister than I am like Dr. Morton, and she is going to require more looking after than any other girl in Harlowe House."
CHAPTER XII
THE HARLOWE HOUSE CLUB
"There!" Grace Harlowe laid down her pen and scanned the notice she had just finished writing. "I'll post this now. The girls will see it this morning and again when they come in to luncheon. Then they will be sure to meet me in the living-room before dinner. I hope they will like our plan."
"They ought to like it," replied Emma Dean. "It makes them a self-respecting, self-governing body."