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Page 73
"Oh, don't," said Anne who hated compliments.
"Very well, if you spurn the truth," replied David. "By the way, I have an
invitation to deliver. Miriam wants all of you to come up to our house the
minute the exercises are over to-night. Never mind if it is late.
Commencement comes but once a year."
"De-lighted," chorused the chums.
"Hush," said Hippy. "Make no uproar. We are about to enter the sacred
precincts of Assembly Hall. I feel that on account of my years of
experience I must make myself responsible for the behavior of you
children. Smother that giggle, Nora O'Malley," he commanded, looking at
Nora with an expression of severity that set oddly on his fat,
good-natured face.
This made the whole party laugh, and Hippy declared, disgustedly, that he
considered them quite ignorant of the first principles of good behavior.
They were seated in the hall at last, and for the next two hours listened
with serious attention to the essays and addresses of the graduates.
Grace had sent Ethel Post her roses as soon as she entered the hall, and
had the pleasure of seeing them in her friend's hands.
The diplomas were presented, and the freshman prize given out. It was won
by a shy-looking little girl with big, pleading, brown eyes. Grace watched
her closely as she walked up to receive it and resolved to find out more
about her.
"She looks as though she needed friends," was her mental comment.
Anne, too, felt drawn toward the slender little girl. She recalled her
freshman commencement and her total collapse after the race had been won.
"I hope that little girl has friends as good and true as mine," she
whispered to Grace.
"Don't you think she looks lonely?" Grace asked.
"She surely does," returned Anne. "Let's find out all about her."
"Done," Grace replied.
As soon as the exercises were over the young people hurried over to where
Tom Gray and his aunt stood talking with friends.
"Well, well," sighed the old lady joyously, "here are all my own children.
I am so glad to see you. I understand that I am too late with my
invitation for an after gathering. Miriam has forestalled me," she added,
placing her arm around Miriam, whose face glowed with pleasure at the
caress.
"She has invited me, too, so I am not to complain. As many as there are
room can ride in my carriage. The rest will have go in Tom's."
"Tom's?" was the cry, "When did he acquire a carriage?"
"Come and see it," was Tom's reply.
They all trooped out, Hippy leading the van.
"I wish to be the first to look upon the miracle," he cried.
"It's a peach," he shouted, as the others came up, and he was right.
"O Tom, isn't it great?" Grace exclaimed.
Directly in front of Mrs. Gray's carriage stood a handsome Packard car.
"Aunt Rose gave it to me, to-day," he explained, his face glowing. "It
has been waiting a week for me. Come on, everybody, and we'll get up steam
and fly to Nesbit's."
Of course every one wanted to ride in the new car. David and Anne decided,
however, to go with Mrs. Gray, and with a honk! honk! the automobile was
off.
The Nesbit home was ablaze with light. Mrs. Nesbit stood in the wide hall
waiting to receive Miriam's guests.
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