"It simply is a case of pegging the stone hard enough. The aim is perfect," said Judith metaphorically. "Arrange a meeting as the official sling shot--and--let--it go----"
"Why, Judith! One would think you were on publicity committee."
"Well, sister, if you were shut in here from all the fun, and only allowed out for the drives in forensics you would easily work up into 'high' yourself, and without extra gas either. I am all interested, not to say excited. I am sick and tired of that Marian getting the best end of everything, just because we are too goody-goody to fight her."
"Oh, Judy, it isn't that we are cowards----"
"No, I did not mean that, Jane. I know you would as soon lasso a wild cowboy as shoot a basket. But it is all in the way we look at it. They--the Marians don't."
Jane could not help smiling. Judith was pushing hard to win her point, and the matter of mere words was inconsequential.
"But Judith, the real trouble is--we don't know ourselves why Helen acts--so queerly----"
"That has nothing to do with this crazy business. She is perfectly sane, and sound as any girl here!" quickly defended Judith.
"Oh, yes, Judy. I do not mean on the matter of her health. I refer to the way she is always--sort of hiding, and so afraid of strangers. Why does she do that?" the deep frown of vexation clouded Jane's pretty face.
"Of course, Jane, that is queer. But we have her as our special--friend," Judith did not say "charge," "and we are going to see her through. I don't claim to have more brains than you have, but I just want to support yours. I believe we should agree with the freshmen, assist them with their play, by notifying all the classes that Helen the virtuoso, will play original music. This should put the quietus on the gossip, and incidentally constitute a big ad for the show."