"It was Judy Stearns who had really stolen it," merrily supplemented Judith.
"I'll never forget Edith's face when I told her I was sorry to say that the real thief was Judith Stearns," laughed Jane.
"I was the thief, all right enough, but only a few people knew it. Alas, my fatal failing!" grinned Judith. "There! I guess that will stay. Let's go. I hear the enlivening strains of a fox trot. That means us."
It also meant to the listener outside that her time of eavesdropping was up. Before the two occupants of the dressing room had reached the door Marian Seaton had hurried away from it, her original intention quite forgotten.
CHAPTER XVIII
DIVIDING THE HONORS
Once the sophomores had done their duty in the way of entertaining their freshmen sisters, they promptly turned to their own affairs.
Following the freshman frolic a busy week of sophomore electioneering set in. It was succeeded by a class meeting that barely escaped being a quarrel.