"Sounds like the blood brother vow they used to take." They went up the steps together and into the long double parlors.

The girls were singing at the piano while Amy played one class song after another, and the Dean hung broodingly over the urn.

Kit thought she had never seen the house so full of life and happiness, and the look on Miss Daphne's face was one of positive radiance.
"You know," she said, confidentially to Kit, in a low voice, "after we return from the east, I have undertaken something that I know will do me good and the Dean, too.

I've just been appointed head of the Junior Red Cross in Delphi, and the girls will meet here every Saturday.

We shall miss you, Kit, but if it gives you any pleasure, my dear, to know it, I want to tell you it was your coming which opened my eyes to the folly of sitting with empty hands while there was work to be done.