“I like it in spite of Dr. Carver,” said Cathalina, “and it helps me with all the other things.”
“I’ll get you to write an article on the ‘classics’ for our next contribution to the Greycliff Star. Did you know, girls, of my late honor?”
“I am to represent the senior academy on the staff of the world’s greatest newspaper, the Star. Please all of you help me. We can’t have much space, but want it filled with the most wonderful productions that a senior academy class ever offered!”
“‘Ah!’ quoth the correspondent!” said Isabel through her teeth.
“Where are you going, Helen?” asked Betty, as Helen left the row of girls on the couch and started toward the door.
“I must get back to the suite. I’ve so much to do. We are not settled yet.”
“I should say we aren’t,” was Juliet’s comment, as she, too, rose to follow Helen.
“When can we all have a real meeting together?” asked Hilary. “I have several important things to talk over with the whole crowd.”
“So have I,” said Cathalina.
“We’ll have study hours tonight, and real lessons for tomorrow,” reminded Betty.