morning. By eight o'clock the corridor was well filled. The girls were somewhat in the majority, for, as Gordon had surmised, many of the boys had quite forgotten that the gift to which they subscribed was to be presented to-day. Miss Turner arrived soon after eight and smilingly fitted the key to the office door. Louise slipped in and placed the card she had written on the front of the desk, propping it up with a stamp-box, while the others who had arrived early to enjoy Mr. Grayson's surprise crowded about the doorway and exclaimed at what they saw. All were not only delighted but quite astonished at the beauty of the furnishings. "I never supposed they'd be so lovely!" exclaimed one girl as she tiptoed to see over the shoulders of those in front of her. "Aren't they just beautiful, Miss Turner?" And Miss Turner, standing guard at the door, smilingly agreed.
"It's too bad," said Morris, "that we couldn't have got the old things out of the way. He will see them and know right off that something's up."
"But he won't know what," responded Toby Sears. "Besides, if this mob stays here he won't be able to see the old furniture. It's about time he came, isn't it?"
