Publisher's Synopsis
For a few uncertain moments no one had spoken. The old flivver bumped over a little hill, and the girls seemed suddenly to realize they were entering upon that much anticipated new experience-college life. "It's lovely, isn't it!" exclaimed Arden Blake, resting her hand on Terry's shoulder. "Such beautiful pines-so tall and--" "Mysterious!" supplied Sim Westover, making a dive for her compact. "Thank you. I was about to say-stately," remarked Arden with assumed superciliousness. "And see the deer behind the bush, a stone deer, I suppose. But it's all so lovely!"
