trunks were taken away now, and the bed was strewn with Katy's and Clover's possessions.
"Miss Jane, what is the matter? What are you moving our things for?" exclaimed the girls in great excitement.
Miss Jane laid down her lead of dresses, and looked at them sternly.
"You know the reason as well as I do," she said icily.
"No, I don't. I haven't the least idea what you mean!" cried Katy. "Oh, please be careful!" as Miss Jane flung a pair of boots on top of Cousin Helen's vase, "you'll break it! Dear, dear! Clover, there's your Cologne bottle tipped over, and all the Cologne spilt! What does it mean? Is our room going to be painted, or what?"
"Your room," responded Miss Jane, "is for the future to be this,—No. 1. Miss Benson and Miss James will take No. 6; and, it is to be hoped, will conduct themselves more properly than you have done."
"Than we have done!" cried Katy, hardly believing her ears.
"Do not repeat my words in that rude way!"
