There was a rustle of approval at her quiet tone and a stir as of the
assembly breaking up, but again the leader motioned for silence.

"The other four sisters will make their investigation after I have
finished," she announced in her shrill tones. "I have but three more
questions to put to the novice."

There was a silence that made the next question come with more
insulting force, while Patricia again wondered why Elinor did not seize
this moment for her broadside of bonbons.

"How much," squeaked the leader, more shrilly than ever, "did Bruce
Haydon bribe the Board to let you in?"

Instantly there was a storm of hisses and protests; the four next
inquisitors jumped to their feet and down from the model stand with one
motion, crying that it was a shame that the fun was spoiled and that
they had all had enough for one night.

"Initiation's over!" shouted someone in a voice of authority, and
suddenly the candle-lights vanished into a tumultuous darkness, while
there was a confusion of scurrying noises that made Patricia's head
swim for a moment.

Then the lights flashed on, and she saw clearly the disheveled, excited
assembly hastily hiding bundles of white cloth in any available spot,
while hair and dress were hurriedly arranged and order generally
restored. Elinor still stood on the model stand under the brilliant
circle of lights, her wide eyes gleaming and her head uplifted.

"I haven't been asked for a speech," she began clearly. "But I do want
to say a word or two, if you'll let me."

She paused for some sign, and Patricia in her corner was delighted at
the Babel which answered her. Cries of "Of course we will!"
"_Dee-lighted!_" "Take all the time you want!" mingled with applause
and stamping, until Elinor could not forbear a laugh.

"I won't wear out your patience," she promised, as quiet was restored
and her voice could again be heard. "I haven't any oration to deliver.
I only want to say that I don't know who it was asked me those
questions, and I hope I never shall know. You've all been very kind to
me, and I'd hate to think that any of you wanted to make me
uncomfortable. I'm sure it was simply an initiation stunt, and I for
one shall never think of it again."

She paused with a bright, friendly glance on the upturned faces.

"This is my real introduction to the night-life class," she said, with
a sweeping gesture that, unseen to all but the anxious Patricia, caught
the cord from its hi