"Will you please tell me where the Freshmen go?" she asked huskily.

The girl gave her one surprised glance, and drew away.

"Same place as the fresh women," she answered, and those nearest her
laughed.

Elnora stopped praying suddenly and the colour crept into her face.
"I'll wager you are the first person I meet when I find it," she said
and stopped short. "Not that! Oh, I must not do that!" she thought in
dismay. "Make an enemy the first thing I do. Oh, not that!"

She followed with her eyes as the young people separated in the hall,
some climbing stairs, some disappearing down side halls, some entering
adjoining doors. She saw the girl overtake the brown-eyed boy and speak
to him. He glanced back at Elnora with a scowl on his face. Then she
stood alone in the hall.

Presently a door opened and a young woman came out and entered another
room. Elnora waited until she returned, and hurried to her. "Would you
tell me where the Freshmen are?" she panted.

"Straight down the hall, three doors to your left," was the answer, as
the girl passed.

"One minute please, oh please," begged Elnora: "Should I knock or just
open the door?"

"Go in and take a seat," replied the teacher.