“Well, why don’t we?” she said.
“Let’s.”
“Good idea.”
“But what?” came the replies.
“I don’t exactly know,” Sally admitted. “The idea just popped into my head.”
“A serenade,” someone suggested.
“Not nice enough.”
“How about tableaux, living pictures? Miss Hull loves those.” It was Poppy who spoke.
The rest thought for a few minutes in silence. Just tableaux were not exactly the thing somehow. The idea lacked originality.
At last Gladys jumped and executed a silent but triumphant dance.