"You didn't expect me to, did you? I didn't promise that I would."
"No, I know you didn't. Have some candy. It's Ted's, but no matter; my brother bought it for her, so it's all in the family. What's the news, Fay? Anything exciting going on? What have you been doing?"
"Guying the freshmen."
"Bad child; that was not right. They are our freshmen, I'll have you to know, and they shall not be abused. What special form did your guying take? Confess, right now."
"I wasn't hurting the babies."
"Only scaring them to death? I know your methods. Go on, and tell us."
"I only said they must all wear white silk frocks to the junior reception or they wouldn't be admitted."
"That was horrid of you. You know very well that not one in half a dozen will have a silk frock, for evening, much less a white silk. You'll make some of those poor dears rush into frightful extravagances."
"They'll find out it isn't so," said Fay, nonchalantly.
"Maybe, but not before the mischief is done. Go home this minute. You shall not have another chocolate. We've got to undo your wickedness. We know of one girl in that class who is trying to work her way through college, an innocent country maid; probably she is crying her eyes out now because she thinks she will have to stay at home from our magnificent function. Go to your room, wicked, malevolent creature, and meditate upon your sins."