esick girls! She wondered if they would all be as big as the two with Miss Emmeline.
"The theatre is the Garrick. You will start at five minutes of eight."
Miss Lucilla turned to her desk. The interview was finished. No one ever lingered after Miss Lucilla had said her say.
Belinda went back to her room. On the way she met Miss Barnes.
"Where is the Garrick Theatre?" she inquired.
The teacher of mathematics stopped and looked at her.
"Thirty-fifth Street, between Fifth and Sixth Avenues. Walk over and take the stage or the Sixth Avenue car. Make the girls walk in twos and the couples close together. Walk behind them. Watch them. They'll stand it. Don't let them laugh or talk loud or giggle like idiots. I suppose you may as well get broken in first as last."
The voice and manner were brusque, but the eyes had a kindly gleam, and Belinda was devoutly thankful for the information so curtly given.
"Do they ever cry in the street cars?" she asked with an air