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Marjorie Dean College Junior

Chapter 5 A LUCKY MISHAP

Word Count: 2099    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

similar gaieties for the Lookouts. As Hamilton continued to gather in her own f

ed her at luncheon that they were invited to Silverton Hall that evening to celebrate Elaine Hunter's birthday. "You girls may laugh, but honestly I ha

k of yours was meant for me, I am not misguided and I s

only the bearer of the invitation.

ingy to buy her a present. We are all going to drive to Hamilton this afternoon after classes to b

o do are two very different things. After this week I shall settle down to the student life in earnest

y real studying this week, and I owe all my correspondents letters. I feel guilty for not hav

this year. Very different from last." Jerry gave a short laugh. "Phil says," Jerry discreetly lowered her voice, "that not a Sans

an had come back until I happened to pas

dn't know it herself until the next day after they arrived. The two of them came back together on the night we were serenaded. They simply

hing to them on account o

e thought it best to ignore it. It was j

it after she passed, you will remember. Leila said 'No,' they had not come back yet. We wondered on whom she had been calling at the Hall. While we can'

agmentary to be considered," put in Muriel in

from the table. "I'm not making light of what you said, Lucy." She turned to the latt

almost vindictively. "I wouldn't care if it made a lot of trouble for them all. Miss Remson has stood so much from them and

of all the contemptible things th

en it. I told her the signature might be a forgery. She said 'No, it could ha

subject, but where are we to meet aft

nd proceeded as far as the hal

z wagons. Be on time, too," called Jerry, as with an "All right, much obliged, Jere

e of us know what we are going to buy, so we want all the time we can have to l

head Muriel resumed her ascent of

to change her white linen frock, which did not look quite fresh enough for a trip to town. Her last recitation of the

ion at luncheon time. An accident at the chemical desk sent a veritable deluge of discolo

ion. She would have to change gowns again in order to be presentable for the trip to Hamilton. The

arage immediately after the chemistry period

ted. Recalling the fact that Lucy was in the Biological Laboratory, situated across the hall from the Chemical Laboratory, Marjorie decided to try to catch Lucy before she left the building and send word to the others to

left chemistry five minutes earlier for fear of missing you. Just see what happened to me." She displayed the results of the accident. "I am a sight. Tell the girls not to wait. I must go on to the Ha

think those stains will come out?" Lucy scanned

aptism, didn't I? Well, it can't be helped now. I mustn't stop." The two had come to the outer entrance to Science Hall. "Se

g, once she had gained her room, to discard the

atulated, consulting her wrist watch as she hastened d

ent. To undertake to walk to Hamilton would add greatly to the delay in joining the gift seekers. True she might meet a taxicab on the way. Whether the driver would turn back for a single fare she w

stern end of the campus wall. Presently she had reached the b

Shop about the time the others were starting for the campus was her vexed calculation. Besides, there was Lucy, who

driver and machine as being of the regular jitney service between the campus and the town. His only fare was a you

ully she stepped in. Engaged in conversation with the salesman, the man at the wheel drove al

estate she so greatly admired. The chrysanthemums had begun to throw out luxuriant bloom in bor

It was Miss Susanna Hamilton. In one hand she carried a good-sized splint basket from which nodded a colorful wealth of chrysanthemums in little individual

urious eyes. The taxicab had almost slid past the sturdy pedestrian when something happened. The handle of the splint basket treach

's eccentric descendant, Marjorie called out on impulse

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