CHAPTER IFIRST IMPRESSIONS
“Oh, dear, what if she shouldn’t meet me!” sighed Betty Wales for the hundredth time at least, as she gathered up her bags and umbrella, and followed the crowd of noisy, chattering girls off the train.
“So long, Mary. See you to-morrow.”
“Get a carriage, Nellie, that’s a dear. You’re so little you can always break through the crowd.”
“Hello, Susanna! Did...
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