"I'll tell you," she announced. "Take turns, Poll, you put yours up this week and Lo can have hers next, and there you are." She looked proud at having solved the difficulty.
"Bet, you're a genius!" Polly exclaimed, and Lois added her quota of praise.
"Put yours up first, Poll," she said.
But Polly protested.
"No, yours is up already; leave it, and mine can go up next week." So it was decided.
"Now, stop work and let's talk," Betty suggested. "Haven't you anything to eat?"
"Jam, crackers and peanut butter in the window box," Lois told her. "Get them out and tell us about the Art teacher; I'm going to go on hanging pictures."
"Well, she's a duck, I told you that, and an old friend of Mrs. Baird; her first name is Janet. I was standing in the hall when she arrived and I carried her bag to her room. She has the one next to the Spartan's, poor soul!"
"Well how do you know she's nice?" Polly insisted.
"Because she's something like Mrs. Baird."