"Yes, it is."
"Oh, I'm so glad!" cried Lily, in the most relieved tone. "Ruth saw Frieda wearing it—and your sweater besides—and she said Frieda stole it!"
"And you believed that!" Marjorie's eyes flashed in anger. "Oh, Lil, how could you?"
"Well, you didn't tell me; and you know she did steal before. So Ruth thought probably——"
"Ruth Henry makes me sick!" exclaimed Marjorie, now tried to the utmost. "And I'll bet she got you to pump me——"
"No, not exactly," replied Lily, a little ashamed of her questions; "but we were both curious to know."
Marjorie shook her head with disgust, and resolved to say nothing further.
"Where is Miss Phillips?" she asked.
"In her office."
"Thanks."