“She will be at the meeting, I suppose?”
“And Miss Carrington.”
“Oh—Gee Gee! Of course. To keep us up in our deportment,” said Jess, making a face.
“You all find her so strict,” observed Laura, seriously. “She treats me nicely.”
“Why, you know very well, Laura, that you never in your life did anything to get a teacher mad.”
“I don’t know what you mean by that. We don’t go to school to play tricks on the teachers. I want them to respect me. And father and mother would be disappointed if I brought home a bad report, especially in deportment.”
“Oh, I know!” said Jess. “For a girl who likes fun as you do, you do manage to keep concealed all your superabundance of spirits—in school, at least. But some of us have just got to slop over.”
“‘Slop over!’”
“Yes, Miss Nancy. Don’t be a prude in your English, too,” laughed Jess. “Say! did you hear how Bobby got Gee Gee going yesterday in chemistry class?”
Laura shook her head, seeing that it would be useless to take her chum to task further on the topic of slang.