“You mean Gale is to act in the places where I can’t?” Phyllis asked.
Valerie nodded.
“Then I’m president in name and Gale does the work,” Phyllis said. “That isn’t fair.”
“I’ll love it,” Gale assured her bouncing on the bed. “That will give me authority. And will I use it!”
“That is what I’m afraid of,” Carol grimaced. “See here, Miss President pro tem, don’t think you can order me around.”
Gale laughed. “I am going to try. Tonight there is a party here and you gals can come providing you go home now and let Phyllis rest.”
“I don’t want to rest,” Phyllis put in fretfully. “Stay here and talk to me.”
Carol looked from Gale to Phyllis.
“To go or not to go, that is the question!” misquoted Janet.
“Gale is so hospitable,” laughed Carol.