Part 16 (2/2)

”Most of the girls will agree to this, and the majority can be depended upon to do as they pledge themselves. If you keep your eyes open in the cla.s.s-room, you can soon discover who has no sense of honor. These may be taken quietly aside and spoken to. If they transgress a second time, we will make the affair public.” This advice came from Miss Cresswell.

At the close of her speech, Mame Welch arose. ”If we don't scatter soon, the lights will be out, and I do not care to wander down the staircase in the dark. I did it once, and I had a b.u.mp on my head for a week. One's head is not the best 'lighting' place. Come, Carrie Hirsch, you go my way.

If the lights go out, we will fall together.” Slipping her arm through Carrie's, and bidding the others good-night, she quitted the room.

Miss Cresswell and Nancy followed, with cheery words to encourage Mary and Elizabeth for to-morrow's work. Nora O'Day remained. She was quite a striking figure as she stood leaning with her elbow against the mantel, looking down into the grate. As always, she was richly dressed. Her loose robe of crimson silk, her dark hair hanging in a single braid, and her olive-tinted skin presented a glowing picture.

”I waited until the others left,” she said, ”to speak to you alone, Elizabeth. I have been wis.h.i.+ng to for several days, but you were so busy, I didn't feel that I could take you from your work.”

”You can talk together here. I am going into the bedroom,” said Mary, making ready to disappear.

”No; I do not wish to disturb you. I intended asking Elizabeth to walk to the end of the hall with me. I love to sit on the window-seat at the landing. The campus is beautiful in the moonlight. No one is disturbed by the talking there. I think Mrs. Schuyler will not mind late hours to-night, since we go home to-morrow. Will you come, Elizabeth?”

”Yes; wait one minute until I get a wrap. That window-seat is full of drafts, I know. I have sat there before.”

Taking down a golf cape, she wrapped it about her. ”Come,” she added, drawing Miss O'Day's arm through her own. ”We will be night-hawks until Mrs. Schuyler finds us. Don't lock the door, Mary. I'll slip in later.”

A delightfully broad window-seat filled with cus.h.i.+ons was at the turn of the stairway, where one had a view of the campus, now snow covered, beautiful in the glimmer of the moonlight.

Arranging the cus.h.i.+ons here to her satisfaction, Nora began the conversation. ”I heard you talk in the meeting yesterday, Elizabeth, and I wish to thank you.”

”Why thank me? I only said what I thought.”

”Some girls might have done considerably less--to my knowledge some of them have. You ran the risk of being unpopular, and yet you were willing to take that risk because you were my friend. That is the kind of friends.h.i.+p that is worth having. You do not know how pleased, how glad I was! Why, I had not been so happy for months.”

”Take the risk! Because I was your friend! Well, I must be awfully dense, but really, Nora, I haven't the faintest idea what you are trying to say.”

”You say that to escape my thanks--my grat.i.tude. That is just your way. I might have expected as much. You do a generous, n.o.ble deed and then slip away from the grat.i.tude that follows.”

”Well, it may be my way, and it may not. I do not know what you are talking about. If I have done what you call a generous, n.o.ble deed, this is the first I have heard of it. If your mind is still upon the speech I made yesterday, you may be sure there was nothing n.o.ble about that. Why, you have no idea how angry I was! It made me so indignant to hear some explain what should be done and how. I didn't approve of their plans at all, so the only thing left for me to do was to say what I thought about it. It is news to me that being indignant and expressing yourself rather--well, rather forcibly, is n.o.ble and generous. Though,” dryly, ”I'm rather glad it is so, for it will be easy for me to be n.o.ble in that fas.h.i.+on.”

Miss O'Day turned to look closely at her.

”Really, Elizabeth, upon your honor now, did you really not have me in mind when you made that speech yesterday?”

”I did not, 'pon honor,” she laughed softly. Then she gave Miss O'Day's hand a very loving squeeze to mitigate the hurt her next words might contain. ”It may be rather galling to your pride, but I did not even think of you after we entered the meeting, although I suppose you must have been sitting by me. I was all eyes and ears for what was going on up front. I suppose you might add all mouth, too, for that matter.”

”Then you did not know what happened here last spring? Did none of the girls tell you?”

”I do not know what particular happenings you have in mind. But no one told me of anything that was unusual.”

”Well, then I shall tell you. It was not until last evening that I felt that I could talk the matter over with any one; but after you spoke as you did, I knew that you could understand. I have borne it so long without letting any one know, that it is a relief to think I can tell just how I feel, and how awful these months at Exeter have been. I might have gone somewhere else this fall and not returned at all; but when I thought it over, it seemed to me that it would be cowardly to slip away like that.

Last summer I wrote to Dr. Morgan that I intended returning. Then I made up my mind that I would stay here until I made every one at Exeter, from Dr. Morgan down to the dining-hall girls, respect me.” She paused, then added slowly, ”But I don't seem to have made much headway yet.”

There was a sadness in the girl's voice which embarra.s.sed Elizabeth. She knew that Nora O'Day was sad--had known that for a long time. She would have been glad to express sympathy, say some word which would show confidence in her companion, but she was so new to anything of this sort that she could do nothing but sit silent and look at her. Then she suddenly blurted out:

”I do not know what you are talking about! Tell me, Nora. I fancy it is not really so bad as you think.”

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