"Well, this is the trick," returned Becky.
Janet felt rather lonely after she had entered her room and had laid away her wraps. Edna would not be home till the next day, and there was the long evening before her. A fine chance for work, she thought, but it was a holiday, and she had already given her morning hours to hard study.
"I'll hunt up somebody," she said to herself. "Maybe Cordelia has come in."
She tapped at Cordelia's door, and found that young person with her satellite, Lee Penrose.
"I hope I haven't interrupted any confidences," said Janet.
"No, indeed," Cordelia told her. "Come right in. We have been hoping that some of you others would turn up. Been out, Janet?"
"Yes, to a tea. Becky Burdett's, you know, and girls, who do you suppose was there?"
"Can't imagine. Any celebrity?"
"No, no one like that. Marian Austin, if you please, and she is just too dear for anything. I promised to go call on her next Friday."
"You did? Well, of all things," exclaimed Cordelia. "What did she say about the gym affair?"