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Jane Allen: Right Guard

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Nevertheless as the bevy of light-hearted diners left Madison Hall and strolled bare-headed in the sunset toward Rutherford Inn, a vague uneasiness took hold of Jane. She regretted that she had not gone upstairs to see Alicia. Nor did it leave her until after she had reached the Inn, where for the time being the lively chatter of her companions served to drive it from her mind. CHAPTER XI REJECTED CAVALIERS One glaring result of Jane's dinner party was the ignoring of the ten-thirty rule that night. It was eight o'clock when the congenial diners finished an elaborate dessert and strolled gaily out of the Inn. The beauty of the night induced the will to loiter. Some one proposed a walk into Chesterford and a visit to a moving-picture theatre. When they emerged from it it was half-past nine, thus necessitating a quick hike to the campus. Jane and Judith made port in their room at
The Romance of Tristan and Iseult

CONTENTS PART THE FIRST The Childhood of Tristan The Morholt out of Ireland The Quest of the Lady with the Hair of Gold The Philtre The Tall Pine-Tree The Discovery The Chantry Leap PART THE SECOND The Wood of Morois Ogrin the Hermit The Ford The Ordeal by Iron PART THE THIRD
exactly twenty-five minutes past ten. Visions of unprepared lessons looming up large, they decided that for once "lights out" should not be the order of things. As a consequence of retiring at eleven-thirty, both overslept the next morning and dashed wildly off to chapel without breakfast. Occupied from then on with classes, it was not until she had finished her last recitation of the morning and was on her way to Madison Hall that Jane remembered her resolve to see Alicia. Determined to lose no more time in putting it into execution, she quickened her pace. Coming to the stone walk leading up to the steps of the Hall, Jane uttered a little cluck of satisfaction. She had spied Alicia seated in a rocker on the veranda, engaged in reading a letter. "Oh, Alicia!" she called as she reached the foot of the steps. "You're the very person I most want to see!" Sound of Jane's voice caused Alicia to glance up in startled fashion. She had been faintly smiling over her letter when first Jane glimpsed her. Now her pale face underwent a swift, ominous change. She hastily rose. "I didn't wish to see _you_," she said stiffly, and marched into the