"They are!" reiterated Nan. "And you made Minnie cry."
"What did she want to throw that water on me for?"
"But it didn't hurt you," Nan pointed out. "You are dressed for it!"
"Yes," snapped Rhoda, looking down at the jumper and overalls. "I look like a silly in these things."
"Well, you don't need to act like a silly," urged Nan, keeping pace with her, as Rhoda left the gymnasium. "You are making it awfully hard for yourself. The girls won't forgive you."
"Forgive me? Well, I like that!" scoffed Rhoda.
"Oh, yes. It was all in fun. We all have to go through some such performance—when we are greenhorns."
"Not for me!" exclaimed the Western girl with emphasis.
Nan was silent for a moment, guiding the new girl through the unfamiliar and only half-lighted passages to the back stairway. Then Nan asked:
"Does your knee hurt?"