“Yes; and how much of an impression do you suppose we’ve made—lasting impression, I mean?”
“A decided one, I think. You, poor dear, had a harder time than I did.”
“Why?” asked Jeanette, in surprise.
“Because you had to be a kind of habits-and-manners instructor, while I was only a costumer.”
“Oh; but Mother helped me a lot. She was very lovely to Emma, and really did much for her. Mother is so tactful, you know.”
“Yes; and she is something like Miss Ashton in her affection for and interest in young girls; isn’t she?”
“Something; even more so, I think, since Georgia disappeared.”
Georgia Crane was a girl whom Nancy and Jeanette had met under rather odd circumstances during their Sophomore year at Roxford. After a time she had gone to board with Mrs. Grant, who mothered her very much as she did her own daughter. Due to an unfortunate misunderstanding, Georgia left their house one night, without their knowledge, and, despite their efforts to find her, had never been heard of since.
“I wish I knew where she is.”
“So do I. Do you suppose she will ever come back?”