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"Here's a seat; there, now listen," began Jane. "s.h.i.+rley Duncan exchanged places on the scholars.h.i.+p certificate with Sally Howland, that's Bobbie, because Sally couldn't get in otherwise, and s.h.i.+rley- -"
"Needed the money," confessed s.h.i.+rley, insisting on having a part in the confession.
"But it was for her brother Ted, you know," interrupted Bobbie loyally.
"Is that Teddy your brother? And Bobbie you blushed so when you danced with him, and I accused you--" It was Judith's turn to talk quickly now, and she made good use of the opportunity.
Finally something like order was restored.
"You must help us Judy--" pleaded Jane. "I insisted the girls should come right along and simply tell their story frankly to Deanie. You know how splendidly she came to the rescue of our friends last year."
"You need not be afraid to tell her your story girls," agreed Judith. "In fact I think she'll be just tickled to death to have two such little Trojans in our midst. But what about the others?"
"Oh, I don't want to face it," faltered s.h.i.+rley nearly in tears.
"Why can't we withdraw and do as we planned, Bobbie?"
"Because we won't let you," insisted Jane. "Just now you are bound to feel a little frightened, but if you could see it as I do; as Judy does," she hurried to add. "I tell you girls the others will just want to carry you around on their shoulders, they'll be so proud of you," finished Jane a little breathlessly.
"Carry us around?" questioned Bobbie. "If you hadn't caught us we would be making pictures of ourselves with our faces pressed to the damp window panes of that train you hear whistling now," she declared, with a flash of her natural humor. "Kitten's face wouldn't be pretty either, if she puckered it that way."
Jane knew the battle was won, now that Bobbie joked and smiled, so she jumped up quickly and urged them along.
"Come on everyone, there's a light in the office," she said. "We will just have a few minutes to talk to Deanie."
The girls went back, and when the holiday finally came both freshmen were hailed as the particular friends of Miss Allen and were to spend their vacation at her father's ranch in Montana.
The next volume of this series will sustain Jane's reputation for unmatched personality in her Wellington record as "Jane Allen: Senior."
THE END
