“How about the girls we don’t admit?” interrupted Persis between bites of a big apple. “It seems sort of mean not to give them the benefit of our researching.”
“Oh, but we can’t,” replied Audrey, in dismay; “that would destroy the whole intention; besides, they would feel very much cut up if they didn’t have any ancestors.”
“I have heard some awfully good monkey stories,” returned Persis, mischievously. “We might gain a great deal of useful information by the study of natural history.”
“Now, Perse, you’re always chaffing,” rejoined Audrey, “and you’re just the one to help us out if you only take hold in the right way. Your family is all right, and you needn’t pretend to be so democratic.”
“Oh, I’ll take hold fast enough,” continued Persis, “as soon as I know all the ins and outs, but I hate an ostentatious exclusiveness.”
“Whew! what big words!” laughed Nellie Hall. “Go on, Audrey; we want to know more of this. What do you propose to call your club?”
“How would ‘Young Colonial Dames’ do?”
“Imagine our being dames,” criticised Nellie.
“Well, Ladies, then.”
“Sounds like a seminary,” objected Persis. “Colonial Youngsters is more concise.”