"Then they knew it was Burton's," interrupted Cordelia.
"No, they didn't. They only suspected and Madge simply put up a bluff. She said if they denied all knowledge of it at Burton's, she would apologize for the mistake and go to Fields'."
"Wasn't she afraid they'd know she wasn't a freshman?"
"No, of course not. They can't remember all the girls in this institution."
"I should think the freshmen would have taken the precaution to warn them to take no orders from any but certain individuals," said Janet.
"Well they didn't do that, for I suppose they thought it had been kept a dead secret. Well, Madge's plan worked beautifully. Says Madge: 'I'd like to make a little inquiry into the order that was given for Friday evening, at the college you know, for the freshman class.'
"'Yes,' says Madam Burton, as pleasant as pie.
"'Will you look on your books and see if it was ordered for five or six o'clock?' says Madge.
"Madam looked and told her the order was for six. 'That was what we were afraid,' said Madge. 'We think it had better come at five or earlier to—" Then she turned to me. 'Where did we decide to have it sent?' she asked.
"'To Irving Hall, Room 12,' said madam reading from her book.