CHAPTER III
THE BELDEN HOUSE “INITIATION PARTY”
Lucile Merrifield, Betty’s stately sophomore cousin, and Polly Eastman, Lucile’s roommate and dearest friend, sat on Madeline Ayres’s bed and munched Madeline’s sweet chocolate complacently.
“Wish I had cousins in Paris that would send me ‘eats’ as good as this,” sighed Polly.
“Isn’t it just too delicious!” agreed Lucile. “I say, Madeline, I’m on the sophomore reception committee and there aren’t half enough sophomores to go round among the freshmen. Won’t you take somebody?”
“I? Hardly.” Madeline shrugged her shoulders disdainfully. “Don’t you know, child, that I detest girl-dances—any dances for that matter. Ask me to do something amusing.”
“You ought to want to do something useful,” said Polly reproachfully. “Think of all those poor little friendless freshmen!”
“What kind of a class is it this year?” inquired Madeline, lazily, breaking up more chocolate. “Any fun?”