“Let’s call it Tumble Inn,” Sue suggested, licking her fingers. “I wanted to name our hut at camp that. I think it’s cute.”
“Not ritzy enough,” Betsy said, shrugging.
“I like it,” said Chloe, who had spoken only once or twice all evening.
“Good!” Mimi said with an air of finality. “I like it too, because that’s the way I came in last night—tumbled in—and that will be the way we will get in most of the time unless y’all are better housekeepers than I.”
“We got hut honors at camp once, Mimi,” Sue remarked.
“Yes, I know. Chloe, can’t you make us a card for the living room door?”
“I’ll try,” Chloe answered. The way she said it, Mimi knew it was as good as done—clever, neat.
Mimi went to sleep with a smile on her face. Tumble Inn was a nice place to live. She would make Betsy like her. She would make Chloe like her. She would like them so much they couldn’t help but return it. Sheridan was nice, too. It would take more than the hectic trials of Green Cap Week, which began tomorrow, to change her mind.
CHAPTER VI
GREEN CAP WEEK
Even though Mimi heard the announcement in chapel that Green Cap Week began today, something had to happen to her before she realized its significance. She was hurrying down the hall to English. Classes were under way and she was having a time finding the different rooms and getting there on time.