It was only a short ride from the spot where Arline had left them to
Wayne Hall. Grace sprang from the bus almost before it stopped, and
ran up the stone walk, her three friends following. Before she had
time to ring the door bell, however, the door opened and Emma Dean
rushed out to greet them. "Welcome to old Wayne," she cried, shaking
hands all around. "I heard Mrs. Elwood say this morning you would be
here late this afternoon. I've been over to Morton House, consoling
a homesick cousin who is sure she is going to hate college. I've been
out since before luncheon. Had it at Martell's with my dolorous,
misanthropic relative. I tried to get her in here, but everything was
taken. We are to have four freshmen, you know."

"I knew there were four places last June, but am rather surprised
that no sophomores applied for rooms. Have you seen the new girls?"

Emma shook her head. "They hadn't arrived when I left this morning.
I don't know whether they are here now or not. I'm to have one of
them. Virginia Gaines has gone to Livingstone Hall. She has a friend
there. Two of the new girls will have her room. Florence Ransom will
have to take the fourth."

"Where's Mrs. Elwood?" asked Miriam.

"She went over to see her sister this afternoon. She's likely to
return at any minute," answered Emma.

"Do you think we ought to wait for her?" Grace asked anxiously.

"Hardly," said Anne, picking up her bag, which she had deposited on