Valerie and Phyllis exchanged glances then they both started to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Janet demanded.
“Either you girls are awf’ly innocent or you haven’t the brains I thought you had,” Valerie said between laughs. “Don’t you see? Phyllis was the singer. She was the soloist tonight.”
“Phyllis!” Gale echoed.
Janet and Carol howled together: “And you never told us!”
“A fine pal you are!” Janet grumbled.
“I’m disgusted with you,” added Carol. “Hiding a voice like that! We knew you were good—but never that good!”
“I didn’t want to do it,” Phyllis confessed. “But Valerie said I didn’t have to appear before all of you. No one would know who I was. I thought it would be fun to surprise you.”
“You certainly did,” Carol declared. “So much so that Adele Stevens wants you in the Glee Club.”
“Never more can you be the shrinking violet,” Janet nodded. “Now you will blossom forth in notes of song and we shall see you never more. Ah, me, such is the price of fame.”