. Junior co-ed . at about this afternoon? asked Winifredbriskly. I can talk with you then. Army Blue shook his head. I have bookedthis afternoon for —he hesitated— for a-well, a little expedition of my own. But thisevening The color mounted slowly to Winifreds was Landon ! No, not this evening. Ihave an engagement. All right, cheerfully. Ill bide my , perhaps. No rush/ and he was soonmaking the dust fly in the registrars office. For an hour Winifred worked steadily, whilethe noises of cleaning waxed and waned in thehalls, together with the tramping of feet and thesound
. Junior co-ed . at about this afternoon? asked Winifredbriskly. I can talk with you then. Army Blue shook his head. I have bookedthis afternoon for —he hesitated— for a-well, a little expedition of my own. But thisevening The color mounted slowly to Winifreds was Landon ! No, not this evening. Ihave an engagement. All right, cheerfully. Ill bide my , perhaps. No rush/ and he was soonmaking the dust fly in the registrars office. For an hour Winifred worked steadily, whilethe noises of cleaning waxed and waned in thehalls, together with the tramping of feet and thesound of voices, whistles and calls. Then she ex-perienced an unexpected interruption which causedher to start and bring her hands down with a bangon the keyboard of the machine. The door leading to the registrars office wasthrown violently open and Army Blue bolted un-ceremoniously into the room shouting as thoughshe were a long way off, Miss Lowe ! I say—Miss Lowe ! His face was red and perspiring. His blue 326. ISNT THIS IT? . ND R 1. A RAT-HOLE denim was gray with dust, while behind him acloud of dust obscured the landscape in the regis-trars office and drifted in at the open door un-heeded by the agitated sweeper. Covering the distance to her desk in a couple oflong strides, he demanded in an excited voice : Isnt this it? He held out before her astonished eyes a longbrown envelope with a hole gnawed through bothsides at the point of the sealed flap, and a smallerhole in one side only, near the end. She sprang to her feet and reached out an eagerhand. Its the identical—where did you findit ? Her words tumbled over each other as sheviewed his discovery. Yes—listen—here in theregistrars writing is, Miss Antwerps ring, as security for and the hole goes right through the remaining words. If only the ring were Army Blue was beginning, when a tense voice behind him startledthem both. The ring, did you say? What about it?Have you found it ? The registrar appeared in a
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