"Wash-room? what _do_ you mean?" said Katy, aghast.

"At the head of Quaker Row, you know. All the girls wash there,
except on Saturdays when they go to the bath-house. You have your
own bowl and soap-dish, and a hook for you towel. Why, what's the
matter? How big your eyes are!"

"I never heard any thing so horrid!" cried Katy, when she had recovered
her breath. "Do you really mean that girls don't have wash-stands in
their own rooms?"

"You'll get used to it. All the girls do," responded Lilly.

"I don't want to get used to it," said Katy, resolving to appeal to
papa; but papa had gone into the smoking-car, and she had to wait.
Meantime Lilly went on talking.

"If you have that end room in Quaker Row, you'll see all the fun that
goes on at commencement time. Mrs. Searles always has a big party,
and you can look right in, and watch the people and the supper-table,
just as if you were there. Last summer, Berry and Alpheus Seccomb got
a lot of cakes and mottoes from the table and came out into the yard,
and threw them up one by one to Rose Red and her room-mate. They
didn't have the end room, though; but the one next to it."

"What a funny name!--Rose Red," said Clover.

"Oh! her real name is Rosamond Redding; but the girls call her Rose
Red. She's the greatest witch in the school; not exactly pretty, you