"Well, I have; and our class meeting is Monday evening, you know. I think we ought to talk it over, for it's important to get just the right girl."
"I suppose it is," admitted Marjorie, glancing nervously towards the door. "Why do you s'pose they're so late, Ruth?"
"Oh, they'll be along soon," replied Ruth, with annoyance. "It's hardly half-past seven."
But Marjorie could not content herself to sit still any longer.
"Well, it'll be hard to get anybody as good as Doris," she said, rising. "I wish it weren't against the Constitution to elect her over again."
"I hear my name being taken in vain," said a pleasant voice, and the girls looked up to see their pretty class president just behind them.
"Pardon me for interrupting your tete-a-tete, but do you know who has charge of the games?" she asked.
"Lily," replied Marjorie. "But you needn't worry; she's all prepared."
"Good!" exclaimed Doris, glad to dismiss the matter from her mind. Then, "I certainly am crazy to get acquainted with the freshmen. I know most of them by sight now, and I've talked to two or three, but I don't know any of their names."
"Won't it be fun to pick out the Girl Scouts?" remarked Ruth.