"'Of course. How stupid of me,' said Madge. 'That comes of so many having a finger in the pie. Please send it before five to that address, madam.' So she promised to send it promptly.
"Now the only fear is that the freshmen will find out that the change has been made, but Madge is going to watch her chance to go in there again Friday afternoon and see if it is all right. I don't think the freshmen have a suspicion that we have an inkling of what is going on. How I should like to be in the thick of it when the time comes, but I suppose I don't dare; that's the trouble of being a senior."
"Of course you don't dare. I think you've done quite enough as it is," said Janet reprovingly. "I'd hate to have it known that any of us were mixed up in the under classmen's squabbles."
"I think you're right," Cordelia agreed. "We've done all that could be expected of us, and now we can wash our hands of the affair. Going to the fête, Janet?"
"Yes, with Teddy and without Miss Starr."
"At any rate you can't call it an ill-starred enterprise," said Lee, who could never resist pun-making.
The girls groaned and Lee laughed gleefully.
Promptly at half-past four on Friday afternoon, two sophomores were at the rear entrance of Irving Hall. The rest of the class had gained an entrance into Room 12 and were quietly waiting there. As Burton's wagon drove up, the sentry sophs directed them to Room 12 and the various baskets, trays and freezers were borne in to where, the now triumphant, girls were ready to receive them. At this hour, most of the freshmen were busy at basketball, tennis, or were required to be at the gymnasium, so there was little danger of their appearing so early.
When the sophomores had locked the door after the departing carriers, they hastily made ready the feast and fell to with a relish, soon leaving little to suggest that a banquet had been served.
Lee was sauntering through the corridor arm in arm with Cordelia at the moment when the advance guard of freshmen arrived.