"Of whom did Elfreda remind you just then, Grace?" asked Miriam.
"Hippy," laughed Grace. "She looked exactly like him."
"Never saw him," stated Elfreda laconically.
"But you gave a fine imitation of him just the same!" exclaimed Grace.
CHAPTER X
AN OFFENDED FRESHMAN
At dinner that night excitement reigned. Every girl in the house was going to the reception. To dispose of one's dinner and hurry to one's room to begin the all important task of dressing was the order of procedure, and Mrs. Elwood's flock rose from the table almost in a body and made a concerted rush for the stairs.
"She got them," Elfreda informed the others as they stopped for a moment in the hall. "I went to the door to ask her. She even thanked me for them."
"Wonderful," smiled Miriam. "Come on now. Remember, time flies and that your new white frock is a dream."