their sophomore year. How you happened to be here is more than I can
say. I believe I gave you the room at the end of the hall."

"The room to which you assigned me did not meet with my approval,"
was the calm reply. "I prefer this room."

"You can't have it," returned Mrs. Elwood decisively.

"But I insist upon remaining where I am," persisted the intruder.
"If necessary, I will allow Miss Harlowe or her roommate to occupy
the other half of the room."

"I have told you that you can not have the room," exclaimed Mrs.
Elwood, eyeing her obstinate antagonist with growing disfavor. "If
you do not wish to take the room at the end of the hall, then I have
nothing else in the house to offer you. No doubt you can find board
to suit you in some other house."

"I wish to stay here," returned the Anarchist stubbornly. "Let Miss
Harlowe have the room at the end of the hall."

Sheer exasperation held Mrs. Elwood silent for a moment. The
Anarchist peered defiantly at her from under her bushy eyebrows. She
made no move toward vacating the room of which she had so coolly
taken possession.

"We'll go for our bags and suit cases, Mrs. Elwood," suggested Grace
wickedly. "We left them in Miriam's room."

"Very well," returned the intrepid landlady. "Your room will be