"It is only about three o'clock.
Generally, I have to stay in all day Saturday, and give the boys a chance to go out.

Will you write to me when you are away ?" "I'd love to.

You know it's a queer thing, Marcelle, but really and truly, out of all the girls I have met here I feel better acquainted with you than with any of them." Kit said this rather slowly, as if it were a sort of self-revelation which she had just discovered that minute.

And yet it was true.

She had enjoyed the class friendships at Hope immensely, but Marcelle had seemed to stand out from the rest of the girls as such a distinctly interesting personality.