nte among any of them. It was Diana--Diana whom
she had at first resented as an intruder in the ivy room--who had broken
down the wall of her reserve and found the road to her heart.

The remainder of the term passed quickly; the spring days were so full
with lessons and land-work that time at the Abbey literally raced along.
Nevertheless, with characteristic impatience, Diana crossed off the
calendar each evening, and counted the lessening dates in huge
satisfaction. Then came the joyful afternoon when trunks were brought
down from the box-room, and the school began its congenial task of
packing. The accustomed term-end routine was gone through, and next
morning three tired mistresses saw twenty excited pupils safely into
their respective railway carriages.

"Only a week and we meet again," said Loveday to Diana, whose train
started first.

"Just seven days," returned that damsel, leaning dangerously out of the
compartment window. "Guess I'm about living for that tour. If we don't
have the time of our lives, I'm much mistaken. Ta-ta till next Tuesday."

Diana enjoyed the quiet week at Windermere with father, mother, and
brother, and though the little circle was not quite complete--for there
was a brother of seventeen at school in America--it was delightful to
be among her own family again. Mr. Hewlitt was very tired after his long
spell of arduous work in Paris, and was glad to rest his brains, so they
spent most of the time boating on the lake, or strolling in the woods,
getting new-made-over in the fresh, bracing country air. The car they
had hired was to meet them at Lancaster. They went thus far south by
train, then motored to Liverpool. Loveday, ready with suit-case packed,
was eagerly expecting them. From the window of her aunt's drawing-room
she watched the big six-seater car arrive at the door. Giles--a
masculine edition of Diana, in spectacles--was driving. Lenox--a beaming
khaki-clad figure with twinkle-some brown eyes--sat by his side. Mr. and
Mrs. Hewlitt and Diana were in the rear seat. A goodly pile of boxes and
baskets was strapped on to the luggage-carrier behind. A change of
places was effected, resulting in the two girls sitting with Giles in
the front. Loveday's suit-case was stowed away, her aunt waved good-bye,
the electric-starter was applied, and the car moved off on its eventful
journey south.

It was a delightful way of travelling, to whiz along by road instead of
by rail. The country was