restless for new scenes, new adventures. The girls at Three Towers Hall hea

r lessons by making them more interesting. But it was of no use. The girls studied

set herself the rather hopeless task of watching over Billie Bradley and keeping her out of scrapes.

ve kept Billie in the traces. Billie was as wild as an unbroken colt,

, the spring term at Three Towers Hall was drawing to a

hey had gained their freedom. Connie Danvers had given the girls an invitation to visit during

ter; but now, with the sweet scent of damp earth and flowering

condition. And that condition was that the girls should make a good record for themselves at Three Towers Hall. And it i

s got rid of this task on Saturday morning, so as to have her Saturday afternoon and Sunday free. She had never succeeded in winning La

om, she very nearly ran into Miss Arbuckle. Miss Arbuckle seemed in a great hurry about

trouble. Her impulse was to jump in and help, whether one really wanted her help or not. But

illie into the study room, and, crossing over to one of the wi

g around. "It may not seem much to you or to anybody el

, and Billie saw fresh

d gently. "Perhaps I-w

in it that I prize above everything I own. Oh, well," she gave a little shrug of her shoulders as if to end the matter. "I'll get over it. I've had to get over worse

she most certainly did n

. "A picture album! I don't believe I'd ever get my nose and eyes all red over one. Just the same, I'd lik

ad happened to the Dill Pickles when she opened

orner of the dormitory, alternately talking and gazing dreamily out of the window to Lake

ty at Three Towers Hall the term before, had done her best to get the new girl into trouble, only to be won

sel. Goodness!" she added, dropping her lazy tone and sitting up with a bounce, "I don't see why you hav

stopping before the mirror to tuck some wisps of hair into place, while the girls, even Ros

id Vi in an aggrieved tone. "Haven't

invitingly through the hall. "Maybe when you've had

was already flying down the steps two at a time, and when Billie once got a head star

of the stairs she had to clutch the banister to keep from colliding

ned to be alarmed, then her eyes twinkled, and as she

head as she passed on, "I've done my best with you

table, and a moment later, under cover of the genera

," she confided. "I'm not quite sure yet

?" asked Laura, l

ncorrigible," Bil

n Laura's forehead, then it suddenl

her day. Incorrigible means wicked, you know-bad. You can't reform 'em, you

in dismay. "Goodness, do you suppose

ie would surely have thrown something at her if Miss Arbuckle'

's mind the teacher's trouble, and sh

re going to have that afternoon, "I'm sorry, of course, bu

o sure of t

d album?" and Laura l

you loved very dearly-pictures perhaps of those that we

ld be different. Did she say

but she said they were pictur

n that would mak

he album back," sa

got all about both Miss

wn and shopping and perhaps some ice cream and-oh, just a jolly good time of