Ellen. Why, Aunt Grace, the Glee Club promenade, don't you know? That's when the lanterns are all over, and they give a concert, and we all walk about, and it's so pretty—don't you remember I told you?
Aunt. Well, then, I'll go right home and take my nap, if I'm to go out to-night. Are you going to all these things, too, Ellen?
Ellen. Well, practically. Only I'm going to Phi Kapp and Biological instead. But I am going to lie down—I'm so tired, I can't think straight, and you know I'm on the Banjo Club, and we have to have a short rehearsal—
¶ The crowd gradually disperses, and the campus is practically deserted; men begin to put up poles and wires for lanterns; others gather and arrange scattered chairs. Stray relatives hunt for each other and their boarding-places or inquire with interest which is the Science Building and the Dewey House. Belated members of the class wander homewards or patiently seek out their families, whose temporary guardians are thus relieved.
Abstracted member of the class and large, domineering woman in black satin, before the Morris House gate.
Large Woman. This is the Hatfield, is it not?
Member of Class. Oh! I beg your pardon? No, it's the Morris.
Large Woman. Ah! I was told it was the Hatfield.
Member of Class, simply. Well, it's not.
Large Woman. And that over there (pointing to the Observatory), that is the Lilly House?