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admiring attention on her entrance to Lyon
High, was probably not any more given to social
relations with the girls than many of the other
older boys they knew; but as he had a way of
charming courtesy toward a young lady and a
frank form of speech about her, always com-
plimentary, he was considered as being in love
with one and another in rather rapid succession,
a very foolish proceeding, as some of the girls
said. Betty reserved her opinion. Ted was a
"nice boy" and was doing well at the university.

"Does Ted keep up his music?" asked Betty.

"No. He hasn't any time for it with his
freshman work."

"Would you believe, Chet, that I could be as
dumb as I was about thinking that I couldn't
join the orchestra until I was a junior?"

"Why? Did you think that, Betty? I could
have told you."

"Well, little country girl that I was, I believed
everything that was told me, of course--"

"I haven't any such impression," laughed
Chet, who thought Betty quite capable of look-
ing after her rights and privileges. He often
told her that she was "little Miss Inde-
pendence."

"I almost did, anyhow, Chet; and the summer
after my freshman year, when I was taking up

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