Each girl must
take forty units in the course. I think we only do one
unit each day we go out."
"It must," I said, "be pretty fatiguing work, and what
about the Excursion?"
"That's every Saturday. We go out with Miss Stalk, the
professor of Ambulation."
"And where do you go?"
"Oh, anywhere. One day we go perhaps for a trip on a
steamer and another Saturday somewhere in motors, and so
on."
"Doing what?" I asked.
"Field Work. The aim of the course--I'm afraid I'm quoting
Miss Stalk but I don't mind, she's really fine--is to
break nature into its elements--"
"I see--"
"So as to view it as the external structure of Society
and make deductions from it."
"Have you made any?" I asked.
"Oh, no"--she laughed--"I'm only starting the work this
term. But, of course, I shall have to. Each girl makes
at least one deduction at the end of the course. Some of
the seniors make two or three. But you have to make
_one_."
"It's a great course," I said. "No wonder you are going
to be busy; and, as you say, how much better than loafing
round here doing nothing."
"Isn't it?" said the girl student with enthusiasm in her
eyes. "It gives one such a sense of purpose, such a
feeling of doing something.
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