hesitate to tell her."

Grace looked rather confused. Arline's chance shot had gone home. She
had not forgiven Kathleen, yet only yesterday she had paved the way for
her to possible honor. "What did you do here on Thanksgiving?" she asked
abruptly. "Why didn't you go to New York?"

Arline laughed. "I am perfectly willing to change the subject and answer
both your questions. Father was in Chicago, so we thought we'd stay here
and see what we could do for some of the girls whose good times are
limited. We did all sorts of little stunts. Thanksgiving night we gave a
party at Morton House and invited every one we could think of, and the
next night Ruth and I took our checks, we each received an extra one for
Thanksgiving, and gave a moving picture party. We made the man who owns
the place reserve the seats, and we saw 'The Merchant of Venice.' It was
beautifully done, and every one who saw it was delighted. Then we
invited several girls to Morton House for Thanksgiving dinner, too."

"I wanted to ask you and Ruth to go to New York with us, but----"

"Don't say a word," interrupted Arline, with a penitent little gesture.
"It was my fault. I claim the privilege of changing the subject, too.
What is the object of this class meeting?"

Grace was about to explain, when a murmur of voices in the hall
announced that the seniors had begun to gather for the meeting. Within
ten minutes every seat in the room was occupied, and Arline Thayer, now
president of the senior class, called the meeting to order. "As there is
no particular business to be transacted," announced Arline, "what is the
pleasure of the class? Will the person or persons responsible for the
notice on the bulletin board please rise and enlighten the class as to
why we are here?"

"Madam President," Emma Dean rose from her seat and addressed the chair,
"I wrote the notice. It was the outcome of a session in which a number
of the seniors had been discussing ways and means of making 19-- famous
in the annals of Overton." Emma proceeded in her clever, humorous
fashion to lay before the class the project of a play to be written by a
member of one of the four classes and produced and enacted by the
seniors. "If we allow any girl in college who wishes to compete for the
honor pin we shall have a greater variety of plays from which to choose.
It will also be a good opportunity to discover any lights that might
otherwise be so securely hidden under bushels of modesty that