"Something that concerns you and your friends, and you mustn't say 'no' to an old man." "What on earth does he mean ?" said Grace to her chums, as she repeated the judge's words.

"I shall be eaten up with curiosity until school closes." "Wish to goodness it was over now," growled Nora O'Malley.

"I don't believe the last of June will ever come." The morning after commencement, eight highly excited girls gathered on the Harlowe's veranda.

Grace had received a note from Judge Putnam requesting that the Phi Sigma Tau call upon him at ten o'clock that morning.
"Do hurry," said Jessica, as they neared the judge's beautiful home.
"The sooner we get there the sooner we'll know." "Good morning, young ladies," said the judge, bowing with old-time gallantry as James ushered the eight girls into the library.

"You look like a garden of roses.