The Mystery of Arnold Hall

idn't realize, I'm afraid, how much noise they were making. What did you say, please? Oh, we-ll, I'll

ute ago," giggled Anne und

ght. Go

the receiver and turn

back of us, has been greatly disturbed by the noise you have be

nonsense!"

ckoo!" exclaime

in astonishment, while Rhoda turned her back quic

ing to do about it?" c

," replied Jane; "he

cent, flushing, "she says unless a couple of you go over and present

e is crazy," s

lity to manage you properly, will arise if such a complaint is lodged. Of course,

bruptly and disappear

tty mess!" sco

t!" cried Hazel, looki

nded the girl, flushing a dull red,

ing and rough-housing," r

bed; I didn't sit beside

soothingly, "I think we

blame now?" asked Patricia suddenly.

at times; but, after all, she is our chaperon and we owe loyalty to her. She might lose her p

to blame," broke in Clarice, "I'll

think, Patricia heard herself

f good sports!" cr

now?" asked Patricia

tter ask Dolly,

cent opened it, stated quietly: "Clarice and I are going over to

nt slowly, looking past Patricia to Clarice, who stood leaning against the Black Boo

t it over with," decided Pa

and the rest of the girls gathere

so early again. It brings bad luck. What with

Hazel, as the rest smiled over the story of th

perhaps a little more

zzling questions, especial

together," mused Mary. "Pa

on in anything Yates does

rvently, "and I think we're migh

of us!" chanted

girl to leave a college voluntarily after a year there, and co

in are here," spok

her!" retorted Lucile. "Ted's been her

up promptly. "He's in Forestry, and

ented Ruth, "I haven't seen

ughed Katharine, teasingly. "Such luck a

r worse," said Jane; "for hers i

?" demande

ten to their blamed radio until the wee small hours, an

n Lucile, "I think there's som

mean?" asked

omething," replied Lucile. "Did none of you see the

nne thoughtfully; "

I'll bet Dolly was at the root of it," declared Lucile, emphasizin

Hazel shyly, "how's your bl

end is good!"

ed Mary and Betty in unison. "

, a good-looking, yellow-haired youth stopped me at the top of the hill to

Arnold Hall?" demanded Kat

re," proposed Hazel mischi

e, flatly ignoring Hazel's insi

saw him before the day we came down." To

ur train. Ah, ha! Now we're getti

d to a bright pink, as she struggl

o notice him because he was so good-looki

Jane; "and you'd

l us," sa

I got to the step up into this yard, I heard the sound of a typewriter in Big House. It surprised me; for I understand Mrs. Brock is quit

er son," prop

contradicted Hazel. "Maybe the girls w

ad a chance, but you did

closed again, footsteps were heard coming al

dered Anne, making places on

that room in front where the big bay window is; and there, before the fire, s

through one," co

up, and then tried to quiet her white Spit

oise, if she has one of those," ob

sitting down beside Clarice, slid an arm around h

girls on our floor, and apologize for the excessive noise tonight; that we had not intended to annoy any

ped, looking us over from head to foot

are on my blouse, and even where one

dly as I could; for it certainly was annoying to be

brown eyes on me, like crabs. 'I distinctly hear

ls interrupted Patricia's story,

a hand," anno

hey were all made of oranges, just as Patricia has

say?" asked

d at me, and turned back

se emanating from a supposedly respectable dormitory.' Before we could answer, fortunately, perhaps, for I didn't know what to say next," went on Patricia, "she pressed a

" finished Hazel, excitedly cl

know?" demanded Pa

and the girls were just saying that perhaps you

t us. Clarice supplied our names, and the youth bowed gravely. 'Norman,

Mrs. Broc

Clarice spoke up. 'Mrs. Brock, we told you we were sorry, and we are; but we can't promise never to make another sound, when we have parties, or at any other time. There are forty-five girls in the house, and it's unreasonable to expect us to be as quiet as deaf-mut

y, and really her face changed so th

done it, Pats,

d you to say that?

inks she can take such a hand in our

ended Patricia stoutly. "She's old

think of that attractive

ging for human contact

," remarked Luci

envying those who are on the inside; like a kid who's not invit

l Pat!" sco

but I suddenly felt so sorry for her that I spoke before I thought.

ible way. What would we gain by fighting with her? Putting aside of any question

st time, and getting up to go back to her own room. "Now get to b

inued to involve her in strange situations with Norman Young. Directly above her, on the third floor, Rhoda the maid was shedding tears as she worried over the affairs of one near and