“Good. There won’t be many to do, of course, so it will take very little time.”
“How about place cards?” Alice inquired. The group must have presented an odd appearance, for they all stood close, arms about each other, or peering over shoulders at Alice and Jane, who were in the center.
“Sure enough. Well, we’ll make them much like the invitations and do it all at the same time. Put the motion, Alice, please.”
The gong rang for lunch as the “Bats” passed their resolution to have the Saturday afternoon spread at Polly’s, if permitted. Alice was to see about that.
In the evening after dinner, Eleanor joined Ann in the parlors, where a group of girls were singing to Ann’s playing. Eleanor sang with them, and, with Lora, made such attractive music that even Bunny, who, the girls said, hated music and was fit for “treason, stratagem and spoils”, put her head in at the hall door, and stepped in at last to listen.
But the little group presently began to break up, for the outdoors called them. Eleanor leaned over Ann and asked, “What did you want to see me about, Ann? Was it Aline?”
“Yes. How did you guess?”
“Because you were with Aline, did not tell her what you wanted to see me about, and she had been off with a lot of you Bats.”
“Smart girl. Yes, that is it. You were good enough to let me know that she would not join the Sigs, so I thought that I would ask your advice on how to get her with us. She hesitates on your account, I think. Wouldn’t the Sigs all understand that Aline would join us because it is her mother’s sorority?”
“I would,” replied Eleanor, “but I don’t know. You know how funny some girls are.”