“Hard at work somewhere, I’ll warrant you. She never wastes a minute,” replied one of the group.
“As if it would be a waste of minutes to stay here and talk with us! I’m sure we have just finished a most enlightening discussion of the difference between Southern and Northern mud. We might have progressed to a discussion of the difference in Fauna, Flora, and other natural features of the two regions.”
“You forget that I am here,” retorted Ruth; “it was I with whom you were chiefly carrying on the discussion. If the others permit it and you still wish it, we can continue.”
“Oh, no, indeed,” answered Polly, “I assure you that I do not wish it. You can see that I bear no malice, for I had forgotten that it was you who had said all those dreadful things about my native State.”
“Could contempt go further?” sighed Ruth. “You would have been willing to prolong the discussion with Miss Forsaith, but you think it isn’t worth while with me.”
“Speaking of Lois,” responded Polly, “I wish that she would amuse herself more. It’s only frivolous persons like me who can sing and act and study, too.”
“Oh, but Lois can act splendidly, if she only will,” said one of the Sophomore by-standers. “I do wish that she could be induced to help us with the Emmanuel play this spring.”
“The trouble is,” said a deep voice, “that Radcliffe girls are too indifferent to fame.”
The other girls looked up and saw Clarissa slipping into a seat beside the table.
“It seems ridiculous that there should be such trouble to get girls for the theatricals.”