getting ready for dinner. After dinner we can rest."

For the next half hour the travelers were busily engaged in removing the
dust of their journey and attiring themselves in the dainty summer
frocks which they had taken thought to pack in their suit cases.

"I'm ready," announced Grace at last, as she poked a rebellious lock of
hair into place, and viewed herself in the mirror.

"So am I," echoed Anne.

"And I," from Miriam. "Why not walk down stairs? We are on the second
floor, and I never ride in an elevator when I can avoid doing so."

The trio descended the stairs and made their way to the dining room,
where they were conducted to a table near an open window which looked
out on a shady side porch.

"So far I haven't been imbued with what one might call college
atmosphere," remarked Miriam, after the dinner had been ordered and the
waiter had hurried off to attend to their wants.

"I felt a certain amount of enthusiasm while those upper class girls
were with us, but it has vanished," said Anne. "I am just a professional
staying at a hotel."

"I imagine we won't begin to regard ourselves as being a part of Overton
College until after we have tried our examinations and found an abiding
place in some one of the college houses. I hope we shall be able to get
into a campus house. I have always understood that it is ever so much