Sally almost hugged her as she took her place beside her, and under cover of supplying her with books and showing her the lessons, she managed to talk until the bell rang. There was a ten-minute recess before lessons began. The girls made the most of it and crowded around Janet's desk.
"Oh, Aunt Jane's poll parrot, was there ever such luck?" Sally demanded. "I think I hypnotized Miss Harding, I really do. I thought so hard about your sitting beside me that she simply had to let you."
"Did you want me to sit beside you?" Janet asked with genuine surprise.
"But of course I did,"—Sally was equally surprised.
"It was rank favoritism," laughed Eleanor. "I thought too, good and hard. Why I even pointed to the forlorn and empty chair beside me and it didn't do a bit of good."
"Introduce us, introduce us," several voices demanded, and Phyllis was kept busy. Even the seniors came and laughed and envied. It was quite a reception.
"What a lucky girl you are," one of them, a tall girl with copper-colored hair named Madge Cannan, exclaimed, "I've wanted a twin all my life and I never found one."
"Poor Madge, I'll be your twin," some one offered.
"Can't do it," Phyllis laughed. "There's only one twin in the world and I've got her."
"I'm sorry,"—Janet looked at the older girl and spoke quite seriously. "It would be very nice to have two yous."