the world had suddenly fallen from its level, everything was beneath
her. She had risen physically, mentally and socially from her former
self--the first ride on a box seat was an inspiration to the country
girl, and Tavia felt its influence keenly.

Dorothy chatted pleasantly to her aunt, occasionally referring to
something to Tavia to give her a chance to join in the conversation and
Tavia noticed that Dorothy had already cheered up wonderfully.

"I suppose this is the sort of company Doro belongs in," Tavia thought.
"There is something so different about society people."

Mrs. White certainly was different. She knew exactly how to interest the
girls, and she also knew how to make them feel at home. She had asked
all sorts of polite questions about Dalton folks, and showed the keenest
interest in the new appointment of Squire Travers. Tavia insisted that
Dorothy had elected him, and this item of news Mrs. White begged Tavia
would repeat to the "boys" as she declared they would be "just delighted
to hear how their girl cousin managed Dalton politics."

The boys were at camp, Mrs. White told the girls, and an early visit to
their quarters was among the treats promised.

From the station to the "Cedars" was but a short ride, and when the
carriage turned into the cedar shaded driveway Tavia felt another
"spasm" of alarm--it was such an imposing looking place.

"This is where you may play games," said Mrs. White, pointing out the
broad campus behind the trees. "The boys have no end of sport hiding in
the cedars, and I am sure you girls will find them jolly. There are some