“Shucks! Somebody’s fooling us,” cried Bobby, springing to the door. “Who’s there?” she shouted.
“It is me—Miss Carrington,” said the muffled voice.
For a breath the other girls were stricken dumb when the name of the strict disciplinarian of the school was spoken. But it was Bobby who recovered her speech first, and she broke into a loud laugh.
“Go ’way!” she cried. “You can’t fool us. If it was Gee Gee she would have said: ‘It is I’!”
“Oh, my goodness! suppose it should be Miss Carrington?” gasped Nellie, in horror.
But the sounds outside the door ceased. Bobby, after a trembling moment, snapped open the lock and unlatched the door. The corridor was empty. But in a moment Hester Grimes appeared from the stairway and approached the meeting place of the team.
“You said you wanted everybody here, Laura,” she said. “But did you have Miss Carrington at your meeting?”
“Miss Carrington!” they shrieked in chorus.
“Yes. I just met her. And she had the funniest look on her face. What was the matter with her?” demanded Hester.
“Oh, my soul!” groaned Jess. “I can tell you what the matter is. Bobby just corrected Miss Carrington’s English. What do you know about that?”