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Jane Allen Junior

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In contrast to the usual line for receiving, such as so often makes a farce of the formal social event, the seniors and juniors had formed themselves into a ring that surrounded the entrance, and through this ring each guest was forced to pass in at one end and out at the other in initiation to Wellington. Jane was chosen to form one "clasp" of the circlet, with two tall seniors at her side. She gave the welcoming pass-word for the juniors, and in her hand clasp delivered the secret sign. As the girls from Lenox entered, the eyes of our two special friends immediately sought out Jane. Not even the possible presence of Teddy offered a distraction, for it seemed now as if their fate rested more fully than ever in the hands of the girl whose father had given them the much abused scholarship. "How sweet!" breathed Sally. "Like a pansy." "Exactly," answered Shirley. "Did you ever see anything prettier?" Jane's appearance supported this flattery in every detail. She wore a flowered frock, georgette with pansies sprinkled over it, and in her coppery hair a small bunch of the same velvet flowers was clustered. Among all the others this flowered gown seemed distinctive, although Dozia in her ruffles (to cut her height), and Judith in her sea foam green (to give her color), were indeed highly attractive. The indescribable jazz music was see-sawing in and out of harmony, and if there were anything actually shy on the score it was more than plentifully supplied by the "ukes," mandolins and banjos of the visiting college boys. Sally and Shirley had scarcely crossed the circle and were melting into the crowd, when someone tapped Sally on the shoulder. "Teddy!" exclaimed both girls at once. "The same, your obedient coz," replied the good looking young fellow, eager to show at once how well he had learned his lesson. "Come over here," breathed Sally. "I am just dying to speak to you." "No fair," cautioned Shirley. "Don't forget your lines, Kit." "Say, girls, tell me," implored the youth, letting his critical eye scale the crowd of pretty girls, "what's this your name is? You're--" to Sally. "I'm Sally," she replied, twinkling prettily, "and this is Shirley," indicating Bobbie. "Shirley?" he echoed increduously. "Yes, and please don't ask any more questions just now, Cousin Ted. I have promised to introduce you to half of Wellington." This was said so that more than one girl standing near overheard; one was Nettie Brocton and she quickly took the cue. "Just look at that?" she said to Ted Guthrie. "Sally acts as if the Teddy were her especial cousin." "Yes, and Shirley is all but blushing." "Queer," commented Ted Guthrie. Presently the music suggested a One Step and without waiting for further coaxing Shirley and the handsome Ted floated out among the assembling dancers. He was handsome, and, although that fact seems trite just here, it may better be known and reckoned with. He was tall, light, nimble and flexible as a young birch, as he swayed in and out leading the excited Bobbie. "Guess I'll have to call you Bobbie, too," he said in his partner's ear, after more than one girl had pointedly called out, "Hello, Bobbie!" "Yes, do, please," replied Bobbie. "I am getting so accustomed to it I rather feel it is really mine." "Suits you splendidly," said Ted, with a boy's idea of compliments being put on thick at dances. "And I am sure I would give the game away if I ever tried on the Shirley." Bobbie acquiesced just in time to feel Judith Stearns' black eyes demanding to know Teddy. The dancers stopped, and after an introduction Bobbie was swept off her feet by a new partner, while Judith glided off with Teddy. "Where is Sally?" asked Judith, not seeing the little butterfly on the floor. "Sally?" repeated the bewildered Ted. Then he recovered himself. "Oh, yes, Cousin Sally. She's just over there," pointing to Jane's "Bosky Dell" in a far corner. "Your cousin?" repeated the shrewd Judith. "Yes, little coz, I allus calls her," he lisped, to cover any possible attempt at piercing his disguise. "But she said she was not related to Bobbie?" persisted the irrepressible Judith. "She isn't," frankly offered Ted. "She is only related to me. Oh, I

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