Isn't that enough to entitle me to one---square---dance, anyway ?" Without waiting for another reply, Ben caught up Laura's card, and looked it over.
"May I have number nine, please ?" he begged.
"Yes, thank you," Laura answered, so Badger scribbled his name.
"My hopes are rising," cried Frank Thompson, gliding into the group.
Thereupon other seniors and juniors came up.

It wasn't long before Dick & Co.

had to bestir themselves in order to be sure of having dances enough with the girls of their own class.
"You can retaliate, you know, by going after some of the girls of the two upper classes," suggested Laura.
"I don't believe I'll try that," Dick replied.

"It's all right for the upper class boys to want to dance with some of the freshman girls, especially when the freshman girls are such a charming lot-----" "Our thanks!" And six girls bowed low before him.
"But it would be regarded, I'm afraid, as rank impudence, if we little freshmen wanted to dance with senior or junior girls.
When a freshman is in doubt the tip is 'don't!'" The orchestra was playing a lively waltz that made most of the girls and many of the boys tap their feet restlessly.
The perfume of flowers was in the air.

Lively chatter and merry laughter rang out.
"This is the brighter side of school life," murmured Dick, enthusiastically.
"One of the brighter sides," suggested Laura.