ne Hall,
promising to return to the station in time to meet her friends and say
good-bye to her, Mr. Denton assuring her that he hoped some day to repay
the debt of gratitude which he owed her.

Three familiar figures ran downstairs to meet Grace as she stepped into
the hall.

"We've been waiting patiently for you," announced Elfreda.

"Did he materialize?" from Anne.

"What do you think of him?" was Miriam's quick question.

"Come into the living-room and I'll tell you," said Grace. "We won't
have much time to talk, though. It is after three o'clock now."

"No; come upstairs to our room," invited Elfreda. "We have a special
reason for asking you."

Grace obediently accompanied the three girls upstairs. The first thing
that attracted her eye was a tray containing a tall pitcher of fruit
lemonade and four glasses. Elfreda stepped to the table and began
pouring the lemonade. When she had filled the glasses she handed them,
in turn, to each girl. "To our senior year," she said solemnly, raising
her glass. "May it be the best of all. Drink her down."

"What a nice idea," smiled Grace as she set down her glass.

"It was Elfreda's proposal," said Miriam. "She made the lemonade, too."

"Then let us drink to her." Grace reached for her glass and Miriam for
the pitcher.

"I'll do the honors this time," declared Miriam. "Here's to the
Honorable Josephine Elfreda Briggs, expert brewer of lemonade, model
roommate and loyal friend."

"Oh, now," protested Elfreda, "what made you spoil everything? I was
just beginning to enjoy myself."

"The pleasure is all ours," retorted Anne.

"Besides, you are getting nothing but your just deserts. We are only
glad to have a chance to demonstrate our deep appreciation of your many
lovely qualities, Miss Briggs," she ended mischievously.

"Yes, Miss Briggs," laughed Grace, "you are indispensable to this happy
band, Miss Briggs. You must be blind if you can't see that."

"Very blind indeed, Miss Briggs," agreed Miriam Nesbit. "But because you
are so blind, Miss Briggs, I shall endeavor, in a few well chosen words,
Miss Briggs, to make you see what is so plain to the rest of us."
Whereupon Miriam launched forth into a funny little eulogy of Elfreda
and her good works which caused the stout girl to exclaim in
embarrassment, "Oh, see here, Miriam, I'm not half so wonderful as I
might be. If you said all those nice things about yourself or Grace or
Anne it would be more to the point.