Just think, the junior and sophomore classes will be at peace at last." The two girls looked into each other's eyes, and both began to laugh.
"After two years' war the hatchet will be buried," said Julia a little tremulously.
"Oh, Julia!" exclaimed Grace, hopping about, "I've a perfectly splendid idea!" "What is it ?" asked Julia breathlessly.
"Let's have a grand blow out and bury the hatchet with pomp and ceremony.
We'll have speeches from both classes, and a perfectly gorgeous feed afterwards.

You break the news to your class and I'll endeavor to get my naughty children under control once more.

I believe some of them love me a little yet," she smiled.
"Of course, they do," said Julia stoutly.

"I must say I don't see why they were so hateful to you, even if Anne Pierson were under suspicion.

I know I am to blame for helping the grudge along," she added remorsefully, "but I am, not the only one." "I know," said Grace quickly.