"So am I," said Jean.
"If I'd s'posed," said Mabel, "that formal calls were like this, I'd have started sooner."
"Are you a different person every time anybody sees you?" asked Bettie, curiously.
"Why?" queried Henrietta.
"Because," explained Bettie, "you seem so very changeable. You're a mischief in school, yesterday you seemed almost sad and to-day you're so polite."
"Oh, thank you," said Henrietta, rising to sweep a deep and very much exaggerated courtesy. "Nobody ever before said that I was polite."
"Miss Henrietta," said Greta, tapping at the door, "the carriage has just turned the corner."
"Follow me," said Henrietta, with an instant change of tone, as she hurriedly brushed the crumbs from her lap and pulled Mabel's jacket into place. "Follow me and don't make a sound. It's time to be formal."