“Which will be the night after never,” declared Madeline Ayres sagely.
“What’s the awful rush about that bacon-roast?” asked Babe. “I should think it would be nicer to wait awhile and have it for a sort of grand end-up to the riding season.”
“Why, there isn’t but one more moon before commencement,” explained Babbie, “and if we wait for that it may be too hot. Who wants to go on a bacon-roast in hot weather?”
“The ‘Merry Hearts’ are going to decide about passing on the society, aren’t they?” asked Rachel. “That’s a very important matter and we ought to get it off our hands before too many other things come up. Girls, do you realize that commencement is only five weeks off?”
“Oh, please don’t begin on that,” begged Babe, who hated sentiment and was desperately afraid that somebody would guess how tear-y she felt about leaving Harding. “I’ll tell you how to settle things. Let’s go over all the different afternoons and evenings and see which ones are vacant. Most of the ‘Merry Hearts’ are here and several Moonshiners. We can tell pretty well what the other girls have on for the different days.”
“I’ll keep tab,” volunteered Katherine, “because I belong to only one of these famous organizations. Shall I begin with to-morrow afternoon? Who can’t come then to a ‘Merry Hearts’ meeting?”
“We can’t. Play committee meets,” chanted Rachel and Betty together.
“Mob rehearsal from four to six,” added Bob.
“Helen Adams has to go to a conference with the new board of editors,” put in Madeline. “I heard her talking to Christy about it. It begins early and they’re going to have tea.”
“To-morrow evening—Moonshiners’ engagements please,” said Katherine briskly.