“Then nobody is?” Alice inferred, a trifle disappointed.
“Goodness, isn’t one engagement enough for you in one day?” asked Ethel.
“Aren’t you really keeping anything from us, Marj?” Alice repeated.
“No,” laughed Marjorie. “Absolutely nothing. I have taken a solemn vow not even to think of marriage until I get my Girl Scout troop firmly established.”
“Good gracious, Marj! You’ll never get them ‘established,’ as you say!” remarked Florence. “If you succeed in holding them together for a whole week after the basketball season is over, I’ll treat you to a dinner at the Ritz!”
“Thanks,” replied Marjorie confidently. “Better start to save your money. And, to go back to the old subject, I mean to train for more scout work. I’m going to take a six weeks’ course at the national Leaders’ Camp this summer and hope to land a job next year.”
“Poor John!” muttered Daisy.
“Marj has had too much attention at this luncheon,” Ethel abruptly announced. “We must concentrate on the bride-to-be. Tell us about your plans, Lil.”
“Well, we expect to live in Philadelphia,” replied the latter, “for Dick is permanently located there. We hope to get a house somewhere near Doris and Roger.”
“And when are you going to be married?”