“Go to it, camper! Swim, ride, row—shoot the works! Nothing the matter with my girl.”
Daddy was so proud of his tomboy. Mimi sensed this examination would be different, and it was.
First a senior ushered you into a dressing room where another senior was seated. The senior with the fountain pen and stack of cards looked up at Mimi——
“Last name first, please.”
“Hammond, Mimi.”
“Age?”
“Fourteen.”
On and on the questions came. Mimi had to think hard to remember all the answers. When the senior handed her the card with instructions to take it to the nurse in the next room, Mimi was not at all sure she had answered truthfully.
Here Mimi had a new experience.
Suddenly the nurse struck a match quite close to Mimi’s eye. She closed her eyes and flinched.