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night. On Saturday morning they would be
driven down town for shopping and have lunch.
They would get anything necessary for the
afternoon's meeting and return in time for the
arrival of the girls.

After the meeting with the girls, who were
to be served a lovely luncheon, Betty guessed
from Lucia's remarks, there would follow the
visit with Lucia, till Monday morning took
them to school again. What delights might de-
velop Betty could only guess, but in that house
a guest would not be neglected she knew.

Lucia was in fine spirits. No hint of any wor-
ries which she might have could have been
gleaned from anything in her expression or con-
versation. They discussed the last school news
and looked hastily through the copy, just out,
of the school paper. The pictures of the foot-
ball team were prominent with a snapshot of
"Kentucky" on the shoulders of admiring
rooters. Prominent seniors were being written
up and this time Marcella Waite was the choice
of the editors. Her picture was at the top of
the page and below war; a brief resume of Mar-
cella's character and activities.

"This is good," said Lucia, close to Betty as
they read the paper together, as well as they
could for the motion of the car. "Marcella is

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