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MARJORIE DEAN, COLLEGE SOPHOMORE
CHAPTER I
THE RETURN.
"Hamilton, at last!" Marjorie Dean's utterance expressed her satisfaction
of the journey's near end.
"Yes; Hamilton, at last," repeated Muriel Harding. "This September it
doesn't matter a particle whether or not we are met at the station. We
are sophomores. We know what to do and where to go without the help of
the celebrated Sans Soucians." Muriel's inflection was one of sarcasm.
"All the help they ever gave us as freshmen can be told in two words:
_no help_. Forget the Sans. I hate to think of them. I hope not one of
them is back. The station platform will look beautiful without them."
Jerry Macy delivered herself of this uncomplimentary opinion as she
began methodically to gather up her luggage.
"How very sad to see two Hamiltonites so utterly lacking in college
spirit." Veronica Lynne simulated pained surprise.
"Yes; isn't it?" retorted Jerry. "Whose fault is it that Muriel and I
haven't last year's trusting faith in reception committees? Recall how
we stood on the station platform like a flock of dummies with no one to
bid us the time of day or say a kind word to us. No wonder my love for
the Sans is a minus quantity."
"You aren't following your own advice," calmly criticized Lucy Warner.
"You said 'Forget the Sans' and went right on talking about them."
"'And thou, too, Brutus!'" Jerry dramatically struck her hand to her
forehead. "It is getting to the point where one can't say a single word
around here without being called to account for it. This distressing
state of affairs must stop." She frowned portentously at Lucy, who
merely giggled. "You may blame Ronny for egging me on to further cutting
remarks about the Sans. I was prepared to forget them until she
undertook to call Muriel and I down. Then I simply had to defend our
position."
"What position?" innocently queried Ronny. "I was not aware that you and
Muriel----"
"The train has stopped. Didn't you know it?" was Marjorie's amused
interruption. "Stop squabbling and come along." She was already in the
aisle and impatient to be on the move. "Helen Trent is out on the
platform, Jeremiah. I just caught a glimpse of her. I hope Leila and
Vera are out there, too. Let me assist you into the aisle." Marjorie
playfully gripped Jerry's arm in a vain effort to draw her to her feet.
"Thank you. I can assist myself. I am not yet aged enough to require
your services. You may carry my suitcase, if you like. It's as heavy as
lead."
"Charmed, but unfortunately I have one to carry equally heavy," Marjorie
hastily declined. "I only offered to haul you up from the seat. My offer
didn't include luggage carrying."
"You are a fake." Jerry rose and prepared to follow Marjorie down the
aisle. As she went she peered anxiously out of the car windows for a
first glimpse of her particular friend, Helen Trent.
The eyes of the other four Lookouts were also turned eagerly toward the
station platform in search of their Hamilton friends.
A year had elapsed since first the Five Travelers, as the quintette of
Sanford girls had named themselves, had set foot in the Country of
College. Each was recalling now how very strangely she had felt on first
glimpsing Hamilton station with its bevy of laughing, chatting girls,
not one of whom they knew. Then they had been entering freshmen, with
everything to learn about college. Now they were sophomores, with a year
of college experience to their credit. What befell Marjorie Dean and her
four Lookout chums as freshmen at Hamilton College has already been
recounted in "Marjorie Dean, College Freshman."
"Hooray!" rejoiced Jerry, from the top step of the train, waving her
handbag, a magazine and a tennis racket, all of which she clutched in
her right hand. This vociferous greeting was for Helen, who was making
equally vociferous signals of jubilation at the descending travelers.
Marjorie had also caught sight of Leila Harper and Vera Mason, and was
waving them a welcome. Lucy's eyes were fixed on Katherine Langly, whom
she knew had come down to the station especially to meet her. Veronica
and Muriel were exchanging gay hand salutations with a group of
Silverton Hall girls prior to greeting them on the platform. An instant
and the Five Travelers were free of the train and surrounded.
"And is it yourself?" Leila Harper was hugging Marjorie in an excess of
true Irish affection. "Vera had a hunch this morning that you would be
here today. I said it was too early; that you wouldn't be here until the
first of next week. She would have it her way, so we drove down to meet
this train.
CHAPTER I
THE RETURN.
"Hamilton, at last!" Marjorie Dean's utterance expressed her satisfaction
of the journey's near end.
"Yes; Hamilton, at last," repeated Muriel Harding. "This September it
doesn't matter a particle whether or not we are met at the station. We
are sophomores. We know what to do and where to go without the help of
the celebrated Sans Soucians." Muriel's inflection was one of sarcasm.
"All the help they ever gave us as freshmen can be told in two words:
_no help_. Forget the Sans. I hate to think of them. I hope not one of
them is back. The station platform will look beautiful without them."
Jerry Macy delivered herself of this uncomplimentary opinion as she
began methodically to gather up her luggage.
"How very sad to see two Hamiltonites so utterly lacking in college
spirit." Veronica Lynne simulated pained surprise.
"Yes; isn't it?" retorted Jerry. "Whose fault is it that Muriel and I
haven't last year's trusting faith in reception committees? Recall how
we stood on the station platform like a flock of dummies with no one to
bid us the time of day or say a kind word to us. No wonder my love for
the Sans is a minus quantity."
"You aren't following your own advice," calmly criticized Lucy Warner.
"You said 'Forget the Sans' and went right on talking about them."
"'And thou, too, Brutus!'" Jerry dramatically struck her hand to her
forehead. "It is getting to the point where one can't say a single word
around here without being called to account for it. This distressing
state of affairs must stop." She frowned portentously at Lucy, who
merely giggled. "You may blame Ronny for egging me on to further cutting
remarks about the Sans. I was prepared to forget them until she
undertook to call Muriel and I down. Then I simply had to defend our
position."
"What position?" innocently queried Ronny. "I was not aware that you and
Muriel----"
"The train has stopped. Didn't you know it?" was Marjorie's amused
interruption. "Stop squabbling and come along." She was already in the
aisle and impatient to be on the move. "Helen Trent is out on the
platform, Jeremiah. I just caught a glimpse of her. I hope Leila and
Vera are out there, too. Let me assist you into the aisle." Marjorie
playfully gripped Jerry's arm in a vain effort to draw her to her feet.
"Thank you. I can assist myself. I am not yet aged enough to require
your services. You may carry my suitcase, if you like. It's as heavy as
lead."
"Charmed, but unfortunately I have one to carry equally heavy," Marjorie
hastily declined. "I only offered to haul you up from the seat. My offer
didn't include luggage carrying."
"You are a fake." Jerry rose and prepared to follow Marjorie down the
aisle. As she went she peered anxiously out of the car windows for a
first glimpse of her particular friend, Helen Trent.
The eyes of the other four Lookouts were also turned eagerly toward the
station platform in search of their Hamilton friends.
A year had elapsed since first the Five Travelers, as the quintette of
Sanford girls had named themselves, had set foot in the Country of
College. Each was recalling now how very strangely she had felt on first
glimpsing Hamilton station with its bevy of laughing, chatting girls,
not one of whom they knew. Then they had been entering freshmen, with
everything to learn about college. Now they were sophomores, with a year
of college experience to their credit. What befell Marjorie Dean and her
four Lookout chums as freshmen at Hamilton College has already been
recounted in "Marjorie Dean, College Freshman."
"Hooray!" rejoiced Jerry, from the top step of the train, waving her
handbag, a magazine and a tennis racket, all of which she clutched in
her right hand. This vociferous greeting was for Helen, who was making
equally vociferous signals of jubilation at the descending travelers.
Marjorie had also caught sight of Leila Harper and Vera Mason, and was
waving them a welcome. Lucy's eyes were fixed on Katherine Langly, whom
she knew had come down to the station especially to meet her. Veronica
and Muriel were exchanging gay hand salutations with a group of
Silverton Hall girls prior to greeting them on the platform. An instant
and the Five Travelers were free of the train and surrounded.
"And is it yourself?" Leila Harper was hugging Marjorie in an excess of
true Irish affection. "Vera had a hunch this morning that you would be
here today. I said it was too early; that you wouldn't be here until the
first of next week. She would have it her way, so we drove down to meet
this train.
Product Details
| BN ID: | 2940013157941 |
|---|---|
| Publisher: | SAP |
| Publication date: | 07/30/2011 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 161 KB |
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