"I don't suppose that Evelyn Percival is to rule the school. She is away at present, and we can't wait on her will and pleasure. Let's form our committee, and do without her."
"It's a distinct insult," began Dolly. "I disapprove—I disapprove."
"And so do I"—"And I"—cried both Ruth and Olive.
"Well," said Janet, "if you insist on spoiling everything, girls, you must. You know what Evelyn is."
"Only the head girl of the school," remarked Dolly in a soft tone. "But of course a person of not the smallest consequence. Well, Janet, what next?"
"As I was saying," began Janet——
A loud booming sound filled the air.
Ruth clapped her hands.
"Hurrah! Hurrah! Supper!" she cried. "Your committee must keep, Janet. Now for the satisfaction of rampant, raging curiosity. Dolly, will you race me to the house?"