"Think a little of yourself," proposed Ruth. "Don't you consider your time well spent here, my dear chum?"
"Sure! It is the end of a perfect year," agreed Helen.
"And think of me—little me!" cried Jennie Stone, bursting into the chums' study at that moment, and in time to hear the last of the conversation. "Do you know what's happened, girls?"
"No! What?" demanded the curious Helen.
"I have lost another pound," said the ex-fat girl, in a sepulchral voice.