“No!” cried Evelyn, dropping the book she was reading. “It isn’t possible to start another sorority, is it?”
“Almost as good,” answered Ruth, holding out her letter. “A Girl Scout Troop! My cousin tells me all about it; here, read this!”
The other girl took the letter and read the details concerning the organization of a troop. It did sound very interesting. The letter closed by stating that a handbook would follow.
Ruth was already untying the string of the package. The girls sat down side by side on the couch, and turned the pages together.
“Do you suppose anybody can belong?” asked Evelyn doubtfully.
“Yes, it seems to say so—any girl over ten years old!”
“But what’s the fun then? If Lily Andrews, and just any old girl can belong, who wants to be a Girl Scout?”
“Don’t you know Lily Andrews is quite popular now?” Ruth laughed sarcastically. It seemed impossible that such a girl could really stand higher among her class-mates than she did herself.
After a minute or two, she said, “I guess we won’t have to take anybody we don’t want; our troop’ll be different.”
“I’ll bet Miss Allen won’t let you start anything secret!” said Evelyn.