een trunk trays and
piles of miscellaneous debris to the door. "I think I shall stop on my
way home and get a man to move my furniture right over to the Hilton."

"Oh, wouldn't it be lovely if I'd got into the Hilton house too!" said
Helen with a sigh of resignation. "Then perhaps we could room together."

"Yes," said Betty politely, closing the door after her. Under the
circumstances it was not necessary to explain that Alice Waite and she
had other plans for the next year.

It was a relief to stop trying to circumvent the laws of nature by
forcing two objects into the space that one will fill--which is the
cardinal principle of the college girl's June packing--and Betty
strolled slowly along under the elm-trees, in no haste to finish her
errand. On Main Street, Emily Davis, carrying an ungainly bundle,
overtook her.

"I was afraid I wasn't going to see you to say good-bye," she said.
"Everybody wants skirt braids put on just now, and between that and
examinations I've been very busy."

"Are those skirts?" asked Betty.

"Yes, two of Babbie's and one of Babe's. I was going up to the campus,
so I thought I'd bring them along and save the girls trouble, since
they're my best patrons, as well as being my good friends."

"It's nice to have them both."

"Only you hate to take money for doing things for your friends."

"Where are you going to be this summer?" inquired Betty. "You never told
me where you live."

"I live up in northern New York, but I'm not going home this summer. I'm
going to Rockport----"

"Why, so am I!" exclaimed Betty. "We're going to stay at The Breakers."

"Oh, dear!" said Emily sadly, "I was hoping that none of my particular
friends would be there. I'm going to have charge of the linen-room at
The Breakers, Betty."

"What difference does that make?" demanded Betty eagerly. "You have
hours off, don't you? We'll have the gayest sort of a time. Can you
swim?"

"No, I've never seen the ocean."

"Well, Will and Nan will teach you. They're going to teach me."

Emily shook her head. "Now, Betty, you must not expect your family to
see me in the same light that you do. Here those things don't make any
difference, but outside they do; and it's perfectly right that they
should, too."

"Nonsense! My family has some sense, I hope," said Betty gaily, stopping
at the entrance to the Main Building. "Then I'll see you next week."

"Yes, but remember you are not to bother your family with me. Good-