"Six love! Really? Why, that's splendid! Keep on and you'll make a record."
"I expect to."
Blue Bonnet drank her tea hastily and began making apologies.
"Sorry to have to run," she said, gathering up her belongings, "but I've an important engagement."
"Junior spread committee, I suppose," Annabel ventured, but Blue Bonnet was already out of the door and on her way to Wee Watts' room.
Wee was cross. Blue Bonnet scented trouble in the atmosphere instantly.
"We've waited this meeting for you twenty minutes, Blue Bonnet, and it's very important. We've decided on a play and you have the leading part."
"I—a leading part? How ridiculous! I never acted in my life."
"Then it's time you began. You don't know what you've missed. You play Oonah, an Irish girl who comes under the spell of the fairies. It's a perfectly sweet part—you'll love it! There are a lot of good parts, and we're wild to begin rehearsals. Isn't it a shame that Angela is a Senior? There's a wonderful part that she could do—a young poet called Aillel, who makes a great sacrifice."
"Wouldn't Sue do?"