“Too bad you’ll miss to-night,” said Mary, “but maybe it will snow.”
“I don’t mind that. The worst thing is my not being able to get my conditions off the bulletin,” said Betty, making a wry face.
“Goodness! That is a calamity!” said Katherine with mock seriousness.
“Nonsense! You’ve studied,” from Rachel.
“If you should have any conditions, I’ll bring them to you,” volunteered Eleanor quietly. Then she looked straight at Rachel and Katherine and smiled pleasantly. “I’m sorry to say that I haven’t studied,” she said.
Betty thanked her, feeling more pleased at the apparent harmony of the household than she had been with all her flowers. It was so difficult to like Eleanor and Rachel and Katherine and Helen, all four, so well, when Rachel and Katherine had good reason for disliking Eleanor, and Helen wouldn’t hitch with any of the rest.
“Do you know that Prexy had forbidden sliding on dust-pans?” asked Mary Rich in the awkward pause that followed.
“Oh, yes,” added Mary Brooks, “I forgot to tell you. So it’s just as well that I lost mine in the shuffle.”
“But I’m sorry to have been the one to stop the fun,” said Betty sadly.
“Oh, it wasn’t wholly that. Two other girls banged into each other after we left.”