Kitty had never before met any one like her, and was charmed.
"I will not say I want you two to be friends, or that I think you will like each other, for I know that that is the surest way to make you determine you never could, would, or should be.

But I do think you will like Pamela, and I thought it would be nice for you to get to know one of your future companions a little before meeting them all together." Kitty could not but agree.

One stranger now, with Miss Hammond to break the ice, was infinitely preferable to four by-and-by, when she would be alone.

And then came a knock at the door, and Pamela Peters walked in.
Pamela was a taller and altogether larger girl than Kitty.

She looked rather older too.