itself so soon. I hope this is the last time we shall be obliged to
thwart the Anarchist and administer justice to the oppressed.

"I don't envy Miss Taylor," said Anne. "I wish every girl in college
had as nice a roommate as I have."

"Beware of flatterers," laughed Grace.

"And also of Anarchists," added Anne.

"But of the two," smiled Grace, "I prefer flatterers, especially if
they happen to occupy the other half of my room."




CHAPTER VI

ELFREDA MAKES A RASH PROMISE


"How does it feel to be a senior, Mabel?" questioned Miriam Nesbit,
glancing smilingly over where Mabel Ashe, gowned smartly in white,
her brown eyes dancing with interest in what went on about her, sat
eating her dessert, and obligingly trying to answer half a dozen
questions at once.

The seven other girls at the table looked expectantly at the pretty
senior, who was their hostess at a dinner given by her at Martell's
that Saturday evening.