"In other words," said Gladys Holt, lazily stretching her arms above her head, "Kate makes the bombs and Lottie fires them."
"That's just it!" cried Jessie. "Whatever Lottie says, you can be pretty sure that Kate prompted her ahead of time."
"Lottie's noisy, but Kate's sly," offered Doris.
"Those two girls have made more trouble at Laurel Hall than all the rest put together," Jessie said energetically.
"Oh, well," laughed Doris, "let's forget about Kate and Lottie for a while. I can think of lots pleasanter things to talk about."
As she finished speaking, as though to put a period to her sentence, a loud gong rang sonorously through the halls.
The visiting girls sprang to their feet.
"The preliminary gong," explained Jessie. "Just fifteen minutes to get ready for supper. Excuse us while we rush!"
"Hey, wait a minute!" Jo caught one of the girls as she flew past and held on to her. "Which way is the dining hall?"
"We'll call for you," Jessie promised. "See you later!" The door slammed shut.