"Polly was the only one who made it; that is for five years," Phylis explained; "she was a new girl and a Freshman. My sister's best friend, Louise Preston, was captain that year. I wish it would happen again; but no fear, I guess we'll have to wait."
"If we sit here talking about it, I'll begin to hope," and Jane jumped up and began brushing her hair. "It's time to dress anyway."
Her guests took the hint and departed, all except Phylis.
"That spoils it all," she said, when the door closed.
"All what?" Jane inquired.
"Why, I'd picked some flowers, and I was going to give them to Polly, but now if she's going to be the captain—it looks—"
"Nonsense; it does not," Jane contradicted. "Send them but don't be silly about it, Polly wouldn't think of letting you have a crush on her."
"Will you put your name on the card, too?" Phylis asked.
Jane considered. "I will if you send them to Lois, too," she said, thereby giving away a secret she had hoped to keep.
After the Senior meeting Polly decided she needed air.