“What do you think, then? Can you spare a little time before study hours? You oughtn’t to go right to work after dinner. It’s bad for your digestion anyhow, and so lovely out of doors!” So Betty enticed her chum. “Let’s go ’way up in the grove, all by our ’lonies.”
“All right. You tell the other girls, and I’ll get my French book after dinner and read over the lesson in between times out in the grove.”
“I’ll bet you don’t look at it,” said Betty, as she scampered off to speak to a few of the girls before dinner and tell them to pass the word around. No time was lost, and soon after the girls came pouring out of the dining room, the ten girls who were forming the little society or circle were back among the whispering pines, birches, oaks and elms of Greycliff’s woods.
They all liked Betty’s idea of the “soul, love, faith, effort” foundation, and the “nothing less than Olympus” or “nothing below Olympus” or something of the sort for a motto. “Cathalina, since you are to see to the pins, suppose you consult Patty or Dr. Norris and get something short either in English or Latin that could be engraved on our pins.”
Cathalina came back with a start, having wandered away into her French story while Betty was telling the girls the details which she had explained to Cathalina when the idea first struck her. Eloise repeated her suggestion and Cathalina consented to be a committee on pin, name, and motto. “‘Psyche Club’ is all right,” continued Eloise, “but we might think of some other way to put it.”
“The girls will be sure,” said Lilian, “to make remarks about our ‘beauty club,’ because Psyche was so beautiful, you know, that even Venus was jealous of her.”
“We needn’t care,” said Isabel, “what I’m so crazy about is the butterfly pin!”
“The motto can go on the back of it, can’t it?” asked Avalon.
“O, yes,” said Cathalina, “with the name and date. I think we ought to have ‘Greycliff,’ too.”
“You can’t have all that on a pin unless you get a big one.”