“I got in, even if you did try to hold the door against me,” she asserted with twinkling eyes.
“My, but you are suspicious!” Jerry accused. “That’s not the way we treat our friends. Didn’t you know it?”
“Am I really your friend?” Ronny asked with gushing sweetness.
“You were, you are, but you won’t be long if you ask me any more such foolish questions.”
“Miss Susanna will be home tomorrow, Ronny,” Marjorie said happily. “She sent her love to you girls. Here’s her letter. I’m sure she’d like you to read it.” Marjorie was still holding the letter. She now handed it to Ronny.
Ronny took it and quickly read it. “Why did she go to New York, I wonder, after having stayed so long away from it?” she questioned half musingly. “It would take an especially strong reason to draw her away from the Arms for six weeks.”
“Whatever the reason may have been, we’ll probably know it tomorrow evening,” Jerry commented. “It wouldn’t surprise me if she’d been planning something for the dormitory and had had to go to New York to find just what she wanted.”
“We don’t wish her to do anything more for the dormitory,” Marjorie said sturdily. “She has done too much for us already.”
“Precisely my opinion. You won’t let me throw my money around in the dormitory cause. Why should Miss Susanna be allowed to do what I’m not?” Ronny propounded with one of her dazzling, patronizing smiles.
“I call for a change of subject,” laughed Marjorie.