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 having to look over the heads of others. The college was meeting Fidelia Netley.

Some one, seizing David, was trying to work him into the crowd. "Oh, I know Miss Netley," he said; and he called to her, over the heads, "Fixed up your registration all right?"

"Oh, finely, thanks," Fidelia Netley's voice replied.

So that was settled.

Alice went off to another building for her nine o'clock lecture, which was in a course Dave did not take. Her ten o'clock class also was different from his, but eleven, the hour of the last class of the morning, was a time of their meeting again.

As she returned to old University for this class, she was sure that she would find Fidelia Netley in it, and there she was when Alice and Dave entered the class-room together.

The windows in this room were to the south and, as the clouds which had been rift all morning, now had cleared away, the sun was shining in, yellow and warm. The bright shafts of light gave a comfortable and cozy air to the room, which was not large; and only ten girls and a few more men entered for this class.

Fidelia was sitting by herself in a seat just on the edge of a shaft of the sun. It touched her shoulder when she leaned to her left and suddenly set her hair gloriously aglow under her small toque of mink. Alice almost gasped when she saw her.

Alice wanted to say to herself that Fidelia had placed herself there with forethought and purpose; but Alice honestly could not feel that. What she felt