CHAPTER XXI—And LastThe twins stood in the Hall waiting for their carriage to come for them. Sally and Daphne were with them.“Aunt Jane’s Poll-parrot, how I hate to go!” Sally exclaimed.“Hasn’t it been a simply perfect year?” Phyllis agreed.The rest nodded.“But next year will be even perfecter,” Daphne said happily.“We didn’t make such a bad record,” Sally remarked contentedly, knowing full well that no Sophomore class had ever done as much.Their eyes traveled to the mantel. The big tennis cup bore Gwen’s name, and under it “The Page Twins.” Sally’s name glittered from the smooth surface of the Archery cup, and on the Dramatic Club’s, Phyllis and Daphne’s names stood out.“How about this summer?” Janet inquired. “You are both surely coming to Old Chester for July aren’t you?”“We are,” Sally and Daphne replied together.The carriages arrived at that moment, and singing and cheering Hilltop, all the school drove off down the long hill, leaving the white house that crowned it a little forlorn in the drowsy sunshine.THE END*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE TWINS IN THE SOUTH ***
CHAPTER XXI—And LastThe twins stood in the Hall waiting for their carriage to come for them. Sally and Daphne were with them.“Aunt Jane’s Poll-parrot, how I hate to go!” Sally exclaimed.“Hasn’t it been a simply perfect year?” Phyllis agreed.The rest nodded.“But next year will be even perfecter,” Daphne said happily.“We didn’t make such a bad record,” Sally remarked contentedly, knowing full well that no Sophomore class had ever done as much.Their eyes traveled to the mantel. The big tennis cup bore Gwen’s name, and under it “The Page Twins.” Sally’s name glittered from the smooth surface of the Archery cup, and on the Dramatic Club’s, Phyllis and Daphne’s names stood out.“How about this summer?” Janet inquired. “You are both surely coming to Old Chester for July aren’t you?”“We are,” Sally and Daphne replied together.The carriages arrived at that moment, and singing and cheering Hilltop, all the school drove off down the long hill, leaving the white house that crowned it a little forlorn in the drowsy sunshine.THE END*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE TWINS IN THE SOUTH ***
The twins stood in the Hall waiting for their carriage to come for them. Sally and Daphne were with them.
“Aunt Jane’s Poll-parrot, how I hate to go!” Sally exclaimed.
“Hasn’t it been a simply perfect year?” Phyllis agreed.
The rest nodded.
“But next year will be even perfecter,” Daphne said happily.
“We didn’t make such a bad record,” Sally remarked contentedly, knowing full well that no Sophomore class had ever done as much.
Their eyes traveled to the mantel. The big tennis cup bore Gwen’s name, and under it “The Page Twins.” Sally’s name glittered from the smooth surface of the Archery cup, and on the Dramatic Club’s, Phyllis and Daphne’s names stood out.
“How about this summer?” Janet inquired. “You are both surely coming to Old Chester for July aren’t you?”
“We are,” Sally and Daphne replied together.
The carriages arrived at that moment, and singing and cheering Hilltop, all the school drove off down the long hill, leaving the white house that crowned it a little forlorn in the drowsy sunshine.
THE END
*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE TWINS IN THE SOUTH ***