"I wish you'd put on your watch again, Phyl," Rosamond said. "I feel so foolish when I look at you sometimes. You're not really alike but I never can remember which is which."
Phyllis slipped her watch on, and all the girls sighed with relief.
Daphne joined the group.
"I offer my congratulations," she drawled. "Sort of a dual role you were playing. Old Ducky Lucky was more ducky lucky-ish than ever. I could hear her even from where I sit."
"Just why do you call her Ducky Lucky?" Janet inquired. "I've always wondered."
The girls turned to Sally.
"It's a long time ago," she began, "since I christened her, but it had something to do with the way she said, 'Tut, tut'; her teeth, you know, aren't always tight and the effect sounded just like ducky lucky, and so I called her that. It's years ago, and of course they fit better now, but the name still sticks."
"Oh, Sally,"—Janet was convulsed—"she did make a noise just like that to-day, only I didn't realize."
"But I did,"—Phyllis laughed—"and it was all I could do to keep from giggling."
"Thank goodness math. is the last period; perhaps she'll have time to forget," Janet said just as the bell rang.