SceneThe
College Campus.
A very damp Sunday in winter. Time 5:55 p. m. Two people under an umbrella. One, who might be called tall, the other, shorter by several inches. For
the sake of saving time they cross the lawn on the way to Boarding Hall. Suddenly from behind them comes a voice. Why, Mrs. T you'll get your feet soaking wet. Mi". T why don't you pick the
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her up in your arms and carry her ? " No answer and no movement on the
wild look of
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a
Sposen
part of the two,
only
a
surprise.
rush and the I'd done
speaker disappears as rapidly as possible. it?" vouchsafes the lengthy individual.