ng, when she was left alone, and the sounds in the corridor died away, and the light was out. Home seemed so far, so endlessly far away; she felt so utterly alone in the world! Education seemed a f

w was dry. Now she did put out her hand for Jean, forgetting where she was; and finding nothing but a cold wall, lay looking around her, coming back to the pre

er pretty room, and her heart overflowed once more with love to her dear ones at Fernley, who had made it so bright and charming for her. "I know what Margaret would say!" exclaimed Peggy, raising her head from the pillow. "She would say, 'Now you are there, m

esk, beside one of her classmates, Rose Barclay, a pretty brunette, with rosy cheeks and bright dark eyes. In the brief pause before study-time, the two girls made a

s. That's what they call the juniors and seniors; I've learned so much already!" she sa

oms are named!" and she told of

e; and the Senior Corridor is the Mediterranean. It's awfully silly, isn't it? and yet i

y no

Cry las

nodded

ried about all night, I should think. I woke up two or three times, and she

try to cheer her up?" dema

poken to her; it was that queer little piece that sat next to y

gy soon forgot homesickness and everyth

order to get as much of practical and as little of literary knowledge as might

, and said, "Why must this child come here?" Only Miss Boyle, the mistress of mathematics, had nodded her head over the papers. "Here's a girl who knows what she is about!" she said. Accordingly, when Peggy entered class this morning, she w

d into hard knots, and making little progress; but Peggy had forgotten her exist

le B, the angle F to the angle C, and the included side EF to the incl

demonstration. "Put the side EF on its equal BC, and let the poi

in despair. "Why! why, you've done yours. Oh, just let me see, won't

r ears. "Do you-can you-are we a

coldly. "I thought you might be willing to ob

turned away, and paid no heed to her; and Miss Boyle tapped with her

"gym" hour, dear to all. Peggy turned at once to her neighbour, sure that she would be able to explain everything to the satis

d be perfectly delighted to help you, of course I should, only I thought it might be against

for a moment; then it hardened again, and another

gy, turning in great distress, found Miss Boyle standing at her elbow. Had she heard? Peggy was sure s

eometry, Mi

h, please, are we allowed to

ount. You can see for yourself that there would be no use in

, only-thank you very muc

ee that all the other girls had disappea

smile was so friendly that

of you, Miss Montfort. If you will come to my room some evening, I

er wandering through two or three deserted class-rooms, and breaking in upon a senior committee-mee

gy's eyes brightened as she gazed about her, at the rope-ladders, the parallel bars, the rings and va

the eye of an alert, graceful young woman in a pretty dark blue suit. Others were hurrying up from some apartmen

on blouse and black trous

trying to find you. Where are your gym t

idn't say in the programme, did it? Can

tantly with disappointment and mortification, that

ou can wear the Snowy's things. She hasn't come back yet,

ed vaguely that she had heard the name, b

he Snowy is a bit taller than you, but that is no matter; you can wear

ing stair, into a narrow room filled with a hubbub of girls in every stage of dressing and undressing. Viola Vincent fluttered up to her (it is difficult to flutter in a gymnasium su

's vis-à-vis. It sounds so quaint, doesn't it? I adore quaintness. How do you like my new suit, Fluffy? Isn't it t

should be sorry to have you pass away,

exaggerate, Fluffy? Isn't it the sweetest thing yo

r pink ear good-naturedly, and the

st without them; they are the guiding stars of the corridor, don't you know? What are you about, Fluffy? What are you doing wi

morrow. Peggy Montfort is going to wear her things till her own are ready, that's a

t. What I have to endure, V., waiting while you prink, no tongue can tell.

ke that?" asked P

on your guard with Vivia. Oh, we are the best friends in the world, of course; only, her temper is a little uncertain at times, and it's just as well to know abou

use! I'll put it

do hope she-your chum-won't mind!" she cried. "I am so afraid I shall get them dirty!" for it was a whim of th

every week; she likes to wash; it's one

A gesture bade them fall into line with the rest, and Peggy s

ar as she could, and flung her whole weight forward on it. Peggy did the same, and fell on

lance the body carefully! Take time! O

d to trousers, and no pocket could she find, though there was one, and her handkerchief was in it. What should she do? She was just about to make a bolt for the stairs, when a handkerchief was thrust into her hand. She clapped it to her suffering nose, and looked gratefully at her left-hand neighbour in th

the instant, but it did not; she was obliged to ask leave to go down-stairs; and receiving it, dashed dow

on!" gasped Peggy. "

"Perhaps you'll let me pass now, please, before you make another ex

she sobbed. "I wish I had never come to this horrid, odious place, where everybody is s

and held them straight up in one of her own, the other keeping the handkerchief

on't mention it!" as Peggy tried to

t Uncle John would say to such behaviour. "Everybody isn't hateful!" she said. "And anyhow, there are some

at if she could redeem herself in her own eyes, she should not care so much about all those other laughing e

he rope; in fact, there were three ropes hanging side by side, and the climbing of them was part of the

Why, I've been here two years, and I can't get to the top yet. Really, it's very

ything else that Bertha proposed; she wanted to climb that

nding her determined. "You say you have had some experien

efully; felt her muscles, asked her a few questions, and

ENT, HAND

t. At the same moment, the girl on the next rope dropped, so that two were left unoccupied. Peggy advanced and laid her hand upon one rope, just as Vivia Varnham took possession of the other. On

sed Peggy, climbing very swiftly-for a moment; then the ache in her wrists compelled her to slacken her rate of speed, and the thickset figure came up, up, steadily and surely. Truth to tell, though Peggy Montfort was awkward, she was as strong as a steer. Her weight was not fat, but sheer bone and brawn; and her one hundred and forty pounds were easy enough for her to carry, even up a rope thirty feet long. But Viv

n her wrists was unendurable; but she set her teeth, and struggled on

Varnham! You have

the order repeated for the benefit of the newcomer, the audacious freshman who had ventured upon junior ground; for the rope-

o herself, was "great!" She wished Margaret could see her! No! It would frighten dear Margaret. Rita, then! Rita loved

he could almost touch the ceiling now; she looked up; there, at the very top of the next rope, was her

he girl with th