"I think that is both mean and silly of Laura," interrupted Nan,
with vigor. "She will have some of these little girls, who will be
bound to hear the tale, scared half to death. Is that poor girl
going to live in Number Eight alone?"

"She is until somebody else comes to mate with her," said Bess
carelessly. "Come on, old Poky. We're going to have some fun with
that wild Westerner."

"I'll go along," agreed Nan, smiling again, "if only to make sure
that you crazy ones do not go too far in your hazing."




CHAPTER III

"CURFEW SHALL NOT RING TONIGHT"


In Corridor Four had always been centered most of Lakeview Hall's
"high jinks," to quote Laura Polk. Although Procrastination Boggs,
Nan Sherwood, Bess Harley, and several other dwellers on this
corridor stood well up in their classes, Mrs. Cupp was inclined to
locate most infractions of the school rules in the confines of
Corridor Four.

"Our overflowing an-i-mile spirits, young ladies, are our bane,"
quoted Laura, talking through her nose. "Dr. Beulah has been