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Updated: June 25, 2025
"There! now I'll let you look in the glass see how your cheeks have plumped out! Oh, but you lock pretty!" "Doesn't she!" Miss Crilly jumped up, the better to see. "Look! everybody! My, how pretty!" "'Pretty!" scorned Miss Leatherland. Yet the pink rose higher. "Polly! is this the right way?" Miss Mullaly was doing her best, but not well enough to satisfy the instructor.
The favors were knots of mistletoe and holly, and a roasted goose held the place of honor upon the table. All were in gayest holiday humor, from the mirthful host to quiet Miss Leatherland, who came far enough out of her shy self to show her friends that she possessed a goodly amount of fun and only needed the opportune moment to display it.
"I wish there was an exercise to make thin folks fatter," observed Miss Mullaly. "I know some that'll make your cheeks plump and round," said Polly. Little squeals of doubt greeted the announcement. "I don't believe they'd make my face round," laughed Miss Leatherland. "Yes, they would! Wouldn't they, Miss Nita?"
"Every blessed one is crazy to go, except Mrs. Crump and Mrs. Post and Miss Leatherland. What can we do!" Polly counted up. "That makes twelve of you, so Patricia and Leonora can go. David and I will stay home." "You'll do no such thing!" Miss Sterling's tone was firm. "I'll send Polly in my stead." "Polly won't go!" she laughed.
"I can't swear to it, as Polly does; but this I do know it plumps and pinks them for a little while. Polly says her aunt told her that after enough practice the plumpness would stay." "Oh, what is it?" queried Miss Mullaly eagerly. "I'll try it on Miss Leatherland if she'll let me," offered Polly. "It will be more of a test on her, because she is thinnest."
"I wonder if the directors know how things are going," observed Miss Major. "I bet they ain't on to it!" Miss Crilly wagged her head decisively. "But who'd dare tell 'em?" queried Mrs. Crump. "Excuse me!" giggled Miss Crilly. "Are you busy?" asked Miss Leatherland at the threshold of Miss Sterling's room. "No, indeed! I was wondering whether I'd go out on the veranda or sit here and mull.
Nobbs, or whoever 't was didn't do as Mr. Randolph asked them to I don't see why! It's getting so we can't tell anything!" Miss Leatherland looked distressed. "Things are growing queer," was the quiet response. "I don't know what Mr. Randolph could have wanted, but I surely have a right to be informed about it."
She hesitated, as if not knowing just how to say what she had come to tell. "You were home about four o'clock yesterday, weren't you?" "Yes." "I met all of you down in the hall, you remember, and I thought it was along there. Have you heard anything about a telephone message that came for you while you were away?" "No was there one?" Miss Leatherland bowed her head and drew her chair nearer.
"If you should ask Miss Sniffen, please don't say anything about me, she might think I'd interfered. I only thought you ought to know it." "I'm mighty glad you told me," Miss Sterling smiled across into the perturbed face, "and I shall certainly not speak of the matter to Miss Sniffen or any of them." "I guess you are wise not to," agreed Miss Leatherland.
Why don't you try it, girls? It's fun! Miss Sterling will let you have her bed we'll make it over afterwards. Try it. Mis' Albright, and you, Miss Leatherland, it'll do you good!" "Yes, go ahead, as Miss Crilly says," urged Miss Sterling. "I've practiced that, and I think it has made me stronger." Polly's class was increased to five, but the others could not be induced to make any attempt.
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