"Except Marian," said Nina.
"Oh, yes, Marian! She'll scrape through somehow. She always does. Look here, Sylvia! If you're clever, I wish you'd take down Marian Woodhouse. We're quite tired of seeing her always top."
"She's so conceited about it," said Connie Camden.
"She thinks no one else can do anything but herself," said Nina Forster.
"Yes, do try, Sylvia," said Linda; "it would be lovely if you got above her. It would do her ever so much good."
"Oh, do!" pleaded the others.
"Why don't you try yourselves?" asked Sylvia.
"Oh, we can't; it's no use!" said Connie; "but you look clever, and I'm sure you'll be able to learn things. She needn't think she's going to have it all her own way this term, because——"
"Hush, she's here!" said Hazel quickly, as the door opened, and Marian came in, carrying her music case, followed shortly afterwards by Gwennie and Jessie Ellis.
"What shall we play to-night?" asked Connie, who had gone rather red. "I don't think she heard," she whispered to Hazel.