"Why, M. Béranger, of course," said Florence; "who else could it be?"
"Why, I never thought of such a thing," said Rachel.
"Well, I don't know where your eyes have been," said Marion; "for I've suspected it a long time, and so has Florence."
"Oh, I thought he liked her, and she him; but I never thought of that."
"Well, I think it is perfectly horrid!" declared Sarah.
"Why, Sallie, what do you mean?" said Marion; "I think it's splendid."
"Oh, of course, it's all very nice for you girls who are going away at the end of the term; but here I've got to stay another year, and I shall die without Miss Christine!"
"But you'll have her just the same," said Marion; "they're going to live here for a year at least; it almost makes me want to come back again."
"Going to live here?" cried Sarah, clasping her hands with delight; "then I do think it's perfectly magnificent!"
"Tell us all about it, Marion," asked Mattie; "how did you know it?"