house."

She tucked the letter into the front of her blouse, and then promptly
forgot all about it.

The "twenty minutes" sped on wings, and when at last Dorothy and Nancy
sat side by side in the car, their trunks checked, their suit-cases, and
umbrellas on the seat that had been turned over for them, they turned,
each to look into the other's eyes.

Dorothy's lip quivered, but she spoke bravely.

"It is hard, this first trip away from home without mother or Aunt
Charlotte with us," she said. Then quickly she added:

"But it will be fine when we get used to being away from home."

"Oh, yes, it will be _fine_!" Nancy said in a firm voice, but she looked
down, lest her eyes show a suspicious moisture.

As the journey progressed, their spirits rose. After all, it was not
really "good-by," yet.

Mrs. Dainty had postponed the actual "good-by" until a week after
Dorothy and Nancy should have begun the school year at Glenmore.

She knew that Vera Vane was a host in herself, her friend and chum,
Elfreda was nearly her equal in active wit, and high spirits, and at
least a few of the other pupils would have already formed a speaking
acquaintance with the two new girls.