“I don’t believe so; I don’t think she’s dressed.”
“All right,” said Ethel, “I guess you will make a good picture of freshness!”
“Are we so very green?” asked Doris, nevertheless highly flattered to be teased by so important a person as Ethel Todd.
“Absolutely!” replied Ethel. “Now arrange yourselves in a group.”
She looked into the camera and saw Ruth, partly hidden behind Doris. “She wants to be urged to a more prominent position,” thought Ethel, “but she’s going to get left!” She said nothing and snapped the picture. Then turning to Marian, “It’s time to dress,” she said; “let’s go in.”
Ruth joined them; inwardly thanking her stars that she roomed with Ethel.
After they had reached their room, and Marian had left them, Ethel said, “To-morrow night I want to make it a point to meet this Marjorie Wilkinson. Will you ask her to come over and go to the reception with us?”
“I don’t believe she’d want to; I think I heard her planning to go with her room-mate.”
“Well, let her bring her along, too.”
Ruth burst out laughing. “If you’d ever see her room-mate!” she exclaimed. “She dresses like a Christmas tree, and she’s always talking about her father’s money. She’s simply impossible!”