“Style?” said Isabel, “I call it pomposity. Look out for him, Betty.”
“I will,” laughed Betty, “but I’ll have to be nice till I get my pin back.”
“He found out whether you wrote to Donald or not, didn’t he?”
“Yes, Isabel, or rather that Donald wrote to me.”
“Well, the night hawk drove away the warblers from this spot and we’d better go back. I think that the aviator of the night hawk is a skilled gentleman. Look at the way it is performing up there.”
“Do you suppose that it really was Captain Holley’s first trip?”
“I doubt it, Pauline,” replied Isabel. “To change the subject, girls, do you mind if Virgie and I come over tonight to talk with you girls about the Inter-Society Debate? We want to have every point that can be thought up for and against. Sometimes it helps to talk it over with somebody who has not been thinking about the subject and has a different viewpoint.”
“We’ll be delighted to have you come,” said Betty, “but we are not a bit worried about the result of the contest, with you and Virgie on our team. It is the first time that there have been two juniors with such responsibility.”
“That is what worries us, for fear we won’t come up to expectations.”
“Have you gotten your main speeches ready?”