“Marjorie’s going to make it,” said Lily. “Why, with the way she’s studied, she couldn’t help it.”
Before the teacher could say anything further, a messenger from the office entered and handed her an envelope. Glancing hastily at its contents, she rose, and issued the command: “All out of the pool!” and stood until the girls had filed out; then she extinguished the light, and went into her office.
“And in five minutes she will know my fate,” whispered Marjorie to Lily, as the girls opened their lockers.
Everybody was in high spirits at dinner that evening; the girls were happy with expectation. And this feeling was greatly increased when Miss White entered in the middle of the meal with her coat and hat on, and showed plainly by her happy smile that everything was right at home.
It was indeed a fitting time for Miss Allen to inform the lucky candidates of their election to the Girl Scout troop.
“Before I announce the names of the new candidates,” she said, “let me tell you that Miss Martin’s school is watching our Girl Scout troop carefully, and from our success will decide whether or not to start one of their own next year! It is a big responsibility, girls! I would like every student in my school to be a scout, if she would try to live up to the pledge and laws; but at the same time, I want to keep the standard very high. So we are going slowly.
“I am glad to announce to-night that eight girls—another whole patrol—have qualified; and as I read the names I would like the girls to stand.
“Senior—Lucy Graham.
“Juniors—Elsie Lorimer, Emily Rankin, Mary Ridgeway.
“Sophomores—Vivien VanSciver, Ada Mearns.