"Who is Quentina Jones?"
"She is a new girl who is coming to school next year," explained Elsie.
"She's from Texas, and she's never been East before," chimed in Bertha.
"Yes, and as for you, Mr. Obejay Holmes," teased Tilly, "just you wait! There's no telling what she will do with your name!"
"What do you mean?"
O. B. J. spoke to Tilly, but he threw a merry glance into Genevieve's understanding eyes.
"Nothing, only she's a regular walking rhyming dictionary, and I can just fancy how those mysterious initials of yours will fire her up. My poor little 'O Be Joyful' won't be in it, then. You'll see!"
"I don't worry any," laughed O. B. J. Holmes, with another merry glance at Genevieve.
"You don't have to," interposed Genevieve, promptly. "Quentina is everything that is sweet and lovely, and you'll all like her; I know you will," she finished, as the bell rang and the boys turned laughingly away.