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the finest girl in the Kappa Upsilon sorority."

"Don't you like Peggy?" queried Betty.

"Oh, yes. Peggy's all right, but Marcella is
older and very fine."

"I think so, too. I suspect that you see a
good deal of Marcella, since you have been to-
gether in the sorority, you know."

"Not so much. Sometimes Marcella scarcely
has time for sorority meetings."

So they chatted till they entered the grounds
of the Murchison place, covered with snow now,
the evergreens, heavy-laden, most beautiful to
behold, and other great trees, tall and bare, out-
lined in black and white with the snow that
clung to their branches. Betty became rather
silent, while Lucia outlined plans and spoke hap-
pily of the fun that she hoped the girls would
have with their sewing and visiting.

Betty was not accustomed to being admitted
by a butler, but demurely followed Lucia up
softly carpeted stairs to Lucia's own room,
where Lucia rang for her maid. Their wraps
were first disposed of and Lucia followed
Betty into the room which was to be hers for
the short visit. "I thought at first," said Lucia,
"that I would rather have another bed put in
my room, Betty, so that we could talk as long as
we wanted to. My bed is one of twin beds and

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