“Come here, you three,” called Louise from the driveway. “Some more of our substitutes,” she explained as the trio shook hands all around.
As they all stood exchanging greetings, Mary Reeves whispered in Polly’s ear, as she pretended to fix her hair ribbon:
“It’s all over for us.”
The girls finally sauntered off in groups to inspect the gym and locker rooms or to look around the grounds. Polly, Lois, and Betty had undertaken to entertain the three visiting subs and were taking them in the direction of the woods.
“Have you a mascot?” asked one of them, a fair-haired girl of about fifteen.
Polly told her that they had, and then abruptly changed the subject by asking:
“Have you had to substitute often this year?”
“No, I haven’t, but May has,” answered the Fenwick sub.
“Do tell us about it,” Polly inquired.
May was only too anxious to have her turn in the conversation.