And then, with a fluttering of handkerchiefs and many a last call of “good-bye,” the bus-load of girls moved sedately down the avenue.
Molly, looking back at the twin gray towers of Wellington, understood why Frances Andrews wanted so much to return.
“How glad I am to be only a sophomore,” she cried. “I shall have three more years at Wellington!”
THE END.
Transcriber’s Note: Besides some minor printer’s errors the following correction has been made: on page 172 “Professor” has been changed to “President” (the doctor at one side, the [President] at the other). Otherwise the original has been preserved, including inconsistent spelling and hyphenation.