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Polly gasped; was Lois really sarcastic personally she preferred the direct attack. "You know," she began firmly, "you had no right to talk that way to a Junior it was disrespectful, and Fanny had a right to be angry." Jane and Phylis hung their heads. "I know it; we didn't really mean to be fresh," Jane said, apologetically. "We just thought maybe Fanny was homesick, and we'd cheer her up."
They'll be awfully cross we didn't send for them, and I love the two Dorothys when they're mad. But, Poll, for goodness' sake give Lois a lecture; we don't want this to happen too often, one fib's enough," she finished with a yawn. "Now, I'll go paint the sign." Jane and Phylis were only too anxious to help make the slips hero worship shone from their eyes as they took the sample from Polly.
Phylis Guile could hardly be classed with the rest of the new girls. Her big sister Florence, who had been a Senior three years before, had told her all about Seddon Hall, and the thought of going anywhere else had never entered her head. She knew so much about everything, that Jane, whose ideas of being a Freshman meant having a chum, took to her at once, and they vowed eternal friendship.
"If we sit here talking about it, I'll begin to hope," and Jane jumped up and began brushing her hair. "It's time to dress anyway." Her guests took the hint and departed, all except Phylis. "That spoils it all," she said, when the door closed. "All what?" Jane inquired. "Why, I'd picked some flowers, and I was going to give them to Polly, but now if she's going to be the captain it looks "
They were all discussing the note at once, when a tap sounded on the door. "Go see who it is, Lo. I don't want to see any one else this morning," Polly protested. Lois went to the door. They heard Jane's excited voice in the corridor. "Please let us see Polly," she asked. "We won't stay a second." "And we won't talk about last night," Phylis' voice joined in.
"It's coming down to-night and my banner takes its place," Polly said; "that is, if something happens." "What?" Louise demanded. But Polly's explanation was cut short by a timid tap at the door. "Come in," called Lois. It was Phylis and Janet. "We've come to take you out for a walk, sister," Phylis said to Florence. "You promised you'd come back right after practice and you didn't."
Polly groaned "All right, come on; you know we've got to put our foot I mean feet down now hard, and I suppose we should talk to them about being so rude to Fanny. What do you suppose they really said?" Jane and Phylis were sitting in front of the lockers. They saw the two Seniors coming towards them, but, because they were very much embarrassed, they pretended they didn't.
"We've something awfully important to tell her and you." Lois looked inquiringly at Polly and the other girls. "Oh, let them in," Polly said, good naturedly. "Hello, you two, what's the secret?" she greeted them. They came over to the bed. They were very much embarrassed by the presence of the others. "You're not awfully sick, are you, Polly?" Phylis asked, real distress in her voice.
"Anyway," she finished, hastily, "we won't send you any more flowers, if you don't want us to, and, honestly, we won't have a crush." Polly laughed good naturedly and put her arm around Phylis' shoulder. "That's all right; we don't want you to; but, I'll tell you something. If you would really like to do something we would like learn to play a good game of basket ball.
The game in progress was being played by Freshmen and Sophomores for the most part, and Jane and Phylis seemed to be doing most of it. They were both playing jumping centers. It was not very exciting to watch; some one fumbled or made a foul every other minute and the whistle sounded incessantly. "I hoped Maud would be here," Polly said, thoughtfully. "Have you seen her to-day?"
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