“Promise me the intermission and the last waltz?” he asked.
“All right,” agreed Marjorie, “if you’ll excuse me now to look after things.”
She had Jack announce that the next dance would be a Paul Jones, and that after that, the boys might fill their programs according to the girls’ wishes. He also said that during the intermission, when refreshments were served, he would be the “extra man”—without a partner—as he was needed to help; so the fellows could go ahead and get their programs filled.
When everyone was served, Marjorie turned to John and asked more about the scouts. She was fascinated by the accounts of their activities; and John—big, handsome John Hadley, the most popular fellow at Episcopal—was fascinated by this slip of a freshman.
“I tell you,” he suggested; “why don’t you start Girl Scouts at your school?”
“I’d love to,” said Marjorie, “but I don’t have time now for the regular things at school because ΦΑΒ keeps me so busy!”
John persuaded Marjorie to give him an extra dance in the second half, and when she saw how happy her guests seemed to be, she agreed.
Mrs. Wilkinson had set the time limit of the dancing at half-past eleven; so before twelve o’clock, the boys had all gone, and the girls were starting up for bed.
“If they’d only let us have callers at Miss Allen’s!” sighed Doris, so woefully that everybody laughed out loud.
“They do, when you’re a senior, Doris!” said Ethel, “so cheer up—you’ve only three years to wait, and surely Roger’s love won’t grow cold in that time!”