"Oh, yes, might as well." Daphne knew all there was to know about dancing, but she did not consider that any reason for stopping.
"We're going of course," Eleanor said, "and, Sally, of course you'll come."
But Sally shook her head. She had been unusually quiet, but none of the girls had noticed it. Now they all looked at her in surprise.
"Oh, but, Sally, why?" Rosamond demanded.
"What's all this?" Madge Cannon stopped to join the group on her way to senior row. "Sally not going to dancing school? Preposterous! It won't be any fun without her. What's the trouble?"
"Wouldn't be worth while," Sally said shortly.
"Worth while! Sally Ladd, what are you talking about?" Phyllis demanded. Something in the expression of Sally's eyes made her realize that she was not joking.
"I mean I won't be here after Christmas," Sally said in a dull level tone, and she stared straight before her as she spoke.
"Won't be here?"—the girls gazed at her in stupefied astonishment.
"You don't really mean that you are going to boarding school?" Eleanor demanded. "You said something about it at the beginning of school but no one believed you."