"And of course," continued Dozia, "I could not get to the meeting at all. I had to stay in that cold, dark boat house----"
"What about me?" again interrupted the indignant Marian. "I was kept away from the hall, and I got a very bad cold----"
"Oh, too bad. Wasn't that awful! Dear little thing!" and similar exclamations crowded out Marian's attempt to gain sympathy.
"We have two different charges here, it seems to me," replied the now judicial Jane. "One is, that a girl from the other side stole into the ranks of the right with the intention of betraying secrets, and----"
"No such thing, that isn't so. We had a right there with our own class," and a string of such outcries from Marian's corner interrupted Jane.
"Not after sides had been taken and candidates chosen," declared Jane indomitably.
"But why could I not vote--for your--candidate?" asked Marian in a quaking voice.
"Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh! As if you would!" came the call of the squad that should have saved its tones for cheering on other occasions.
"Well, I claim I had a perfect right to be in that line. And I am going to take the matter to the faculty," persisted Marian rather feebly.
"You will have no occasion to," snapped Jane, forgetting the dignity of her office. "I dislike, very much, this petty squabbling and I am determined, this year, to keep our reputation clear of it. If you want any redress other than to stand by the result of all our meetings you can ask for a special session, and we will thrash it out, if it takes all night, but I am against any one carrying tales to the faculty. It is a small and--childish thing to do, and we all claim to be at least old enough to be in college," finished Jane.