She thought it very smart to go over to the station, walk up and down
the platform waiting for the train, and then, seated in the car, offer
her ticket to the conductor when he came down the aisle.
"The Avondale girls and boys just walk to school, but I have to take
a train!" she said to herself one morning, as she hurried toward the
station.
One might have thought it a _convenience_ to live at a distance from
the school. The next town was a mile from Avondale, and Gwen thought
it very daring to take the trip alone.
"It makes me sick to listen when Gwen Harcourt is talking about going
to school," said Rob. "She thinks it a great thing to ride a mile! If
she had to ride twenty-five miles, she'd feel so big that Avondale
would not be big enough to hold her."
Rob Lindsey had met Gwen near the station, and she had looked at him
as sharply as if she had not seen him for a year.
"Do you _still_ go to school at Avondale?" she asked.
"Why, yes," Rob said. "Did you think we commenced to stay at home when
_you_ left?"
"Well, I wouldn't go back there for anything!" declared Gwen.
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