"It was nice," Winifred Hamilton agreed heartily. "This is my first football game, too, and I'm almost too excited to eat. Did you ever see such a crowd in your life?"
"No, never," said Marjorie, with a glance round the packed restaurant. "I wonder if they will really have lunch enough for all these people. Do you suppose Aunt Julia and Elsie are here?"
"No, I don't think so," said Winifred. "We saw Elsie at the dance last night, and she said they were going to lunch with some friends of her cousin's. She will be at the game, of course, and perhaps you may see her there."
"I think it was real mean of Elsie to come without you," chimed in Gertie Rossiter, who was not noted for tact. "I should have hated to go off for a good time and leave my cousin at home alone."
"Oh, Elsie couldn't help it," protested Marjorie; "her cousin could only get two tickets."
"Nonsense!" retorted Gertie indignantly. "He could have gotten an extra one as well as not if he had known in time; he told me so last night. I know Percy Ward very well, and he's an awfully nice boy. He felt dreadfully sorry when he heard about your being left behind. He said it was just like Elsie."
"Isn't Mrs. Randolph pretty?" broke in Winifred, anxious to change the subject before Gertie made any more uncomfortable revelations. "She looks awfully young to be that big boy's mother."
"She is perfectly lovely," declared Marjorie, and Lulu added, by way of keeping the conversation in safe channels:
"Papa knows her brother-in-law, Dr. Randolph, very well, and he says she is the bravest woman he has ever met. You've heard about her little girl, haven't you?"
"Yes," said Marjorie, "it was very sad; I don't see how poor Mrs. Randolph ever got over it."