"I know, let's make him into a snowlady." Ginny's fingers were clever. Her caricatures, almost always drawn in ridicule of the faculty or her fellow-classmates, were famous. If, in her make-up, she had had a kindlier spirit and a truer sense of the beautiful, she might have become a great artist or sculptor.
To see the quietest girl in the school, yet the one who stood highest in her own class, praised and fêted by the seniors, made Nancy's fellow-classmates consider her of more importance than ever before. So Jennie's work was easy. She went among the freshies and whispered first to one alone, then to two together, then to little groups.