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`` Evelyn is n't nearly as good company this year as she was last , '' complained Althea . `` Ever since the latter part of her freshman year , she 's been so different . I 've always had an idea , '' Althea lowered her voice , `` that last spring she broke some rule of the college and ran away . One night , just before college closed -- it was long after ten o'clock , too -- Miss Harlowe telephoned me and asked if Evelyn were with me . I found out afterward that she had gone to New York all by herself . She 'd never been there but once before when she spent a week-end with me , and she did n't know a soul . I never could find out anything else , though .