But Doris, who, like the rest of the junior high girls, was interested in Lyon High doings and heard plenty of gossip about sorority affairs and the rushing recently done, asked Betty outright if she had been asked to join any of the sororities.
Betty hesitated, as she looked through some sheet music and put something new before Doris to try. “We don’t talk about those things, Doris,” she said.
“Why not?”
“Just—because.”
“You could tell at home, if you’d been asked and were going to join.”
“If I were going to join,” repeated Betty, soberly.
“What is this?” asked their father. “The high school students are not allowed to have sororities, Doris.”
“They have ’em just the same, Papa. I’m going to join one, that is if I get asked.”
“Indeed?” and Mr. Lee lifted his brows.
“You’re not likely to be asked,” said Betty, “if you’re that frank about wanting to get in.”