land Hall, the front door opened and a young woman stepped
out upon the veranda. She was a tall thin girl with pale blue eyes and
straight heavy brown hair. Her features non-descript, her entire make-up
was colorless rather than interesting. As the two girls passed each
other on the veranda, the tall girl cast a sharp glance at Marjorie. A
close observer would have characterized it as distinctly unfriendly.
Marjorie was not even aware of it. Her mind was not on the stranger.

"Is Doctor Matthews at home?" she courteously inquired of the maid who
answered her ring.

"Yes, Miss. Who shall I say wishes to see him. Have you an appointment
with him?"

"No. I have a letter for him from Miss Humphrey, the registrar. She has
requested me to deliver it personally."

"Please come in. I will tell the doctor." The maid disappeared into a
room at the right of the colonial hall. Quickly returning, she said: "In
there, Miss." She pointed to the door which she had left partially open.

The president was seated at a flat-topped mahogany desk. He rose as
Marjorie entered and came forward to meet her.

"Good afternoon," he greeted, in the deep, pleasant voice which made his
addresses a delight to the ear. "Norah tells me you have a note for me
from Miss Humphrey."

"Good afternoon," Marjorie returned. "Here is the note. Miss Humphrey
said there would be no answer." She half turned as though to depart.

"Just a moment." The doctor was regarding her with keen but friendly
eyes. "You are not of the clerical force at Hamilton Hall. Let me think.
You are a sophomore, are you not?" He asked the question triumphantly,
smiling as he spoke.

"Yes; I am a sophomore." Marjorie's brown eyes held polite amazement.

"I am very proud of my memory for faces," Doctor Matthews continued. "I
rarely forget a face, though I do not always remember names. You were
one of the freshman ushers at Commencement last June. Now you have come
into sophomore estate. How do you like it?"

"Better than being a freshman." It was Marjorie's turn to smile. "I am
so much better acquainted with Hamilton College now. I am sure there
isn't another college in the world half so fine." She blossomed into
involuntary enthusiasm. "Mr. Brooke Hamilton must have been a wonderful
man. He planned everything here so nobly."

"He was, indeed, a man of noble character and true spirituality. I would
rather be president of Hamilton College than any other college I have
ever visi