“No, I guess not,” admitted Doris.
“It all seems silly!” exclaimed Marjorie. “If I ever did get invited to join it, I’d try to change it into something with honor attached to it. Why, as it is, it’s merely chance, whether you get invited, or not.”
“No, it isn’t!” said Evelyn. “The girls know who they want.”
“Let’s walk,” said Marjorie. “I want to sign up an hour’s exercise.”
“What seems so foolish to me,” she continued, “is that you daren’t mention it to the girls who are in it. Now, if you four girls are asked to join, and I’m not, I will never dare talk about the sorority to you.”
“That makes it all the more fun,” said Ruth.
“Perhaps for those in it. But think of the dozens of girls like Lily who are just eating their hearts out because they aren’t asked, and never would be.”
“What kind of society would you have?” asked Doris diplomatically.
“Well, I’d have one that only takes in the all-around girl—first she’d have to be excellent in her studies; then good in athletics; and finally, generally popular. Then, if the society did interesting things like take hikes, and study nature and first-aid, and maybe go camping in the summer, it would be worth-while!”
Ruth laughed. “I’m glad you aren’t the boss, Marj! I guess I wouldn’t have much chance of making it.”