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Later , older girls and young men who worked in Boston during the week dropped into the library to inquire for the latest novel or to spend part of their half-holiday looking over the picture papers and magazines . All were extremely cordial and friendly . Without actually overhearing anything , Elsie , who was n't at all quick in regard to matters of that sort , understood , somehow , that there was more or less comparison between herself and the regular librarian , which was not altogether complimentary to Miss Stewart . As she went up the walk shortly after six o'clock , the girl saw some one gazing out of the window of the room she had first entered four days ago , and recalled her first view , which seemed now far back in the past . There was no one there when she went in , however , and as she realized that the place had not been touched since her arrival , suddenly the glow of satisfaction that had cloaked her weariness changed to wrath . She flew to her room for refuge . And now real wrath descended upon her .