"In the bookcase in front of my desk. I put it there this afternoon. It is on the third shelf."
"Thanks awfully," said Star. "What are you doing with yourself?"
"I am going to Susan; she asked me to have cocoa with her to-night."
It was one of the privileges of Penwerne Manor that the girls who slept in the White Corridor could entertain their friends now and then to cocoa. This was really anticipating their Girton or Newnham days; but for girls who were in their teens Miss Peacock was of the opinion that such privileges were good instead of harmful.
Christian ran on, therefore, in the direction of Susan's room. Star turned to Angela Goring, who happened to be walking with her when they met Christian.
"How queer she looked!" said Star.
"Do you know," replied Angela, "I am quite certain that something extraordinary is going to happen at the next meeting of the Penwernians. I can't quite make out what it is. I suspected it for some time, but when I found Susan slipping in at the back-door with a great brown-paper parcel in her hand I thought it was time to interfere.
"'Have you been shopping?' I said. 'You know we are not allowed to shop by ourselves.'
"'Old Betty, the cake-woman, gave me this,' said Susan.