beyond the campus to order our masks? I'll
post a notice on the bulletin board as soon as we have secured Miss
Wilder's permission to give the masquerade to the effect that masks can
be bought at her shop. She is safe in ordering three hundred at least,
and it will mean a small profit to her."

"Grace is always thinking of helping the needy and the downtrodden,"
declared Arline. "You are a really truly philanthropist, Grace, and you
ought to be a fixture at Overton."

"Please don't, Arline," protested Grace, frowning a little. "I'm not a
bit more interested in helping others than are you or Patience. I was
just thinking to-day that I had really been selfish. It doesn't seem
fair that I should have had such good times when so many girls here have
nothing but hard work and worry over money matters."

"Who organized Semper Fidelis and who was the first person to think of
our Christmas girls?" demanded Arline.

"You are the president of the Sempers and you collected almost all the
presents for our first Santa Claus venture," evaded Grace.

"Let each be wise and wear the prize,
Let each divide the crown,
The deeds of Harlowe and of Thayer,
Are equal in renown.
Stop arguing and get to work,
For that is why we're here,
Don't waste your time in idle words,
The dinner hour is near,"

improvised Patience.

Both girls looked their surprise at this outburst.

"Thank you for your poetic counsel, Patience," said Grace. "Suppose we
write down the things to be done in connection with giving the dance."

"Here you are." Arline opened her desk and motioned Grace to the chair
before it. "We'll suggest, and you can write."

By the time the girls had finished their plans for the masquerade it was
half-past six. "Stay here for dinner," invited Arline.

Grace shook her head. "Thank you, but I have studying to do and letters
to write to-night. If I stay here for dinner, I'll reach Wayne Hall at
twenty-nine minutes after ten. I know my failings."

"Same here," said Patience. "I am not to be trusted, either. Thank you
for the invitation; it is a great temptation. Let us go, Grace, before
we succumb to the artful blandishments of this blonde young person and
stay in spite of ourselves."

"Come over to-morrow night, Arline," called Grace as they went down the
steps of Morton House. Arline had accompanied them to the door. "Bring
Ruth with you. Tell her I am sorry I didn't see her to-night.