BY LATE AFTERNOON, that first day, Vicki had heard so many new facts that she was dizzy. But she felt, too, that she had grown up considerably in even one day of this round-the-world atmosphere.
The next thing was to get Charmion moved in next door to herself and Jean. Jean was all for the move and when Vicki told Miss Connor the reason, the instructor immediately gave permission, and telephoned the hotel. The single room adjoining Vicki and Jean’s was reserved for Charmion.
On the ride back to Manhattan in the subway, the newly formed trio rejoiced. “Cox, Barr, and Wilson,” Jean said. “We sound like a law firm.” She curled her fists before her eyes to form imaginary spectacles, and said in a gruff voice, “Will the junior partner kindly wake up?” and prodded Vicki with her elbow.
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