“Those four girls,” said Ada, lowering her voice, “are the ones everyone thinks will be invited to join ΦΑΒ.”
“How can they tell so soon?” asked Lily, with resentment in her voice. “It isn’t fair! I think everybody ought to have a chance! I haven’t even met any sorority girls.”
“Everybody will have a chance, don’t worry. They don’t choose their candidates till six weeks are over, so they’ll be pretty sure to know everybody. And, of course, they may change their minds, and drop one or all of those girls.’”
“I’d love to make it,” sighed Lily.
“I’m not going to bother about it,” said Marjorie. “I’m going out for the hockey team.”
“Good work!” said Ada. “That’s the spirit!”
But Ada could not tell from Marjorie’s words how bravely she was struggling to hide her feelings.
“We get our regular places at tables in the dining-room to-night,” said Ada. “Fortunately, they don’t allow any sorority stuff there. The girls are chosen by lot from each class—four girls from each, and a teacher besides. Then, after Christmas, we draw all over again.”
“I do hope I get with some nice girls,” said Lily.
“Oh, everybody here is nice,” said Ada. “I never met lovelier girls.” She got up from the bed, where she had been sitting. “I must go,” she said. “Good-bye—I’ll see you both at the reception to-morrow night, if not before.”