This argument was considered good, and meetings at the homes of the members seemed to be the best plan.
“But not every week,” said Adelaide; “I couldn’t come so often. I have a singing lesson every other Saturday morning.”
So it was agreed that the Grigs should meet once a fortnight during the school term, and it was furthermore settled that eight members would be enough for the present.
“For our rooms are awfully small,” said Hilda, “and it will be all I can do to get eight in.”
“Our house is big enough,” said Clementine, “but I think eight is enough to start with, until we see how the club goes. Now who shall the other four be?”
“How would it do,” said Hilda, “for us each to select one?”
“Do they have to be girls in the school?” asked Adelaide; “because, if not, I’ll ask Editha. She’s merry enough for anybody and she loves to do things for hospital people.”
“Why, of course they don’t have to be schoolgirls,” said Hilda; “perhaps it’s better to have some who aren’t, and then those who are and whom we don’t ask won’t have so much reason to get mad about it.”
Although somewhat ambiguous, this speech was understood by the other Grigs, and they all heartily agreed to it.
Then Clementine said she would ask Flossy Fisher. As Flossy was the embodiment of merriment, they all thought her a most acceptable member.