Jane Allen, Junior

ular," remarked Jane, falling back where Judith's cushions ought to

Then she tossed a couple of sweaters at Jane's head. "Put those under your ears dear," she ordered, "my pillows aren't unpacked yet and you may find Neddie's last year tacks in that

ing every known law for relaxation. Jane, au contraire, was curled up like a kitten, with one red sweater balled under her ruffled head and the other blue one tangled about her slim ankles. Both girls were tired-justly so, for the opening day at Wellington was ever a time of joyous ac

baggage?" prompted Judith, as h

lue sweater free from its tangle with her shoe lac

cret, I suppose, Pall

t surely out of her ch

ve me. There, you will

e coming." Jud

out straight again. "And if your secret is really thrilling Janie, pray keep it for a more auspicious occasion. I am apt to snore when I should groan, or even sneeze when I should--" A chokin

colds than rag carpet rugs. There's plenty of room up here out of drafts. Come, lovey. Do

Dinks, I c

to get up off that chilly floor somehow. Besides

ack head. "It's not so safe as the floor but I suppose it is more prophylactic. Now I will sleep.

k with her photograph gallery unhung. What do yo

old hair? The one who stood under the hemlock alone

help seeing her, although

asleep this moment. If I say real words they must be coming from another world. Thi

red nights." Jane sprang up from the divan and tried to yank the sleepy girl after her. "Come on, Pally," she implored. "I'll do most all the fixing, only I really demur at the disrobing. You know my hatred for buttons and fastenings. I wouldn't leave one snap to meet its partner. C

lling me names. Who's this guy Bed, I heard you mention? Lead me to her," and whether the collapse was

insist and sneeze your head off, but I'

et her. Heard so much about her. Jane dear intr

s Prexy or Proxy. I'll open the door wi

irl but even the tap on the

Jane?" The voice cam

in. I can't get Judy to

the floor very much as a policeman looks upon an ambulan

. But Judy won't und

er slept like that I w

t rug Janie, and we'

mmock fashion, and proceeded to "dump her into bed." She never moved voluntarily. Jud

Jane as they drew the rug out fro

e skirt compa

triking a statuesque pose she caught the critical eye o

look like-like some notable personage in those soft folds and with you

"Like this? Do I resemble a movie queen? That's what brought me, Janie. This nocturnal visit is consequent upon a disaster. My hammer, the on

ating anyone here might be superstitious? I am awf

t ugly, fat, common country girl, with the wire hair and gimlet eyes? Well, she came in, pushed her way in really, and squatted down plumb in my best Sheraton chair. The size of he

ired," Jane edged awa

ieve Judy is sensib

the spring," guessed the inquisitive caller. "Was it the tack hammer or the spindle chair or the fat girl? Not she, you have had no

sly. "But what happened? You did not t

dentally on her fat head and she tossed it through th

reign to the face of Ja

did you

ia. "It would be a cha

uncan and she's from

ly horrid, I mean more

nd by me. That's

ne, "but I hope it won't h

e carefree Dozia. "But

ey ma

glided out Jane stood there

elf up. "But I guess I can handle it," she declared finally, and when she

yes, was no mope. It would take fight to conquer this new condition, she realized, but Jane could fig

and a sense of uneasiness possessed her. Each time it seemed more difficu

mured. "It's bec

inally so