HEADED FOR GILEAD It was very hard for Kit to keep her mind on Orlando that evening, between the excitement of the coming trip and the revelation of the urn.

But after it was over the girls clustered around her for one last send-off, and she realized then how closely the ties of friendship had been cemented in her few months at Hope.
She looked around at them with eyes filled with tears, and Kit was not at all of the crying type, but it seemed as if each girl of her own special crowd had filled a particular niche in her life for the time being.

There was Charity, with her eye-glasses, and placid face, upturned smiling lips and quizzical eyes.

How often she had taken the edge off Kit's rancor and indignation with just a few timely, humorous words.

Amy, Norma, Peggy, and High Jinks had been the starters in all kinds of fun and recreation, while Anne had seemed to come the nearest to her of them all in actual comradeship.