“That night, the first Saturday, is always sacred to the Y. W. C. A. reception.”
“Friday evening, then. The other societies will be starting and we do not have to keep study hours.”
“All right. I guess a motion is not necessary, is it?” said Eloise.
“No, nor a motion to adjourn,” said Isabel. “The study bell will do that for us. I wish I’d worn my bathing suit. I’d like one little dip.”
“O, no, Isabel,” said Avalon. “We better start up now. My watch says five minutes to the bell.”
As the girls climbed back and started up the patch to the campus Hilary exclaimed, “O, Lilian, one thing we didn’t speak of at all.”
“What is that?”
“Whether we ought to organize our literary society first or invite in the whole academy and organize together.”
“How were the other literary societies formed?”
“They are exclusive affairs, that is, you have to be elected by the members. But I don’t like anything that is snobbish or has ‘special privileges,’ as Father and Mother call it.”