Fraulein Brown!" to Susan. Such boarders as desired were now
drinking their choice between two dark, cool fluids that might have
been tea, or might have been coffee, or might have been neither.

"I am going a little ahead of you and Georgie, Ma," said Virginia,
rising, "for I want to see Mamie Evans about tickets for Saturday."

"Say, listen, Jin, I'm not going to-night," said Miss Georgie,
hastily, and with a little effort.

"Why, you said you were, Georgie!" the older sister said
reproachfully. "I thought you'd bring Ma."

"Well, I'm not, so you thought wrong!" Georgie responded airily.

"Somebody coming to see you, dear?" asked her mother.

"I don't know--maybe." Miss Georgie got up, brushing the crumbs from
her lap.

"Who is it, dear?" her mother pursued, too casually.

"I tell you it may not be anyone, Ma!" the girl answered, suddenly
irritated. A second later they heard her running upstairs.

"I really ought to be early--I promised Miss Evans--" Virginia
murmured.

"Yes, I know, lovey," said her mother. "So you run right along. I'll
just do a few little things here, and come right after you."