'What's the joke ?' I said to Tootie Phillips yesterday, and she flared out in the most truculent manner: 'That's our own business, thank you!'" "Tootie has been making herself most objectionable lately.

She wants sitting upon." "Catherine will do that, never fear." "No doubt, but it doesn't bring us any nearer finding out what those juniors are after." "They vanish mysteriously after tea sometimes.

I vote we watch them, and next time it happens we'll stalk them." "Right-O! But not a word to anybody else, or it might get about and put them on their guard." "Trust me! I wouldn't even flicker an eyelid." Now that Ulyth and Lizzie had compared notes on the subject of the juniors, they became more convinced than ever of the fact that something surreptitious was going on.

Nods, hints, words which apparently bore a hidden meaning, nudges, and signs were the order of the day.

All friendly advances on the part of seniors were repelled, the younger girls keeping strictly to themselves.