, as they were finishing
their cookies.

But Mr. Remington shook his head.

"I don't know myself, Ruth," he replied. "I gave certain marks for
certain things. I shall have to add the averages up at home, and send
the list to Miss Phillips."

"Then we'll know to-morrow?" pursued Ruth.

"You'll know at Scout meeting next Friday!" declared Miss Phillips, in
the tone which everyone knew to be final.

CHAPTER XXIII

THE TRIP TO TRENTON

When Marjorie thought of what the passing of the Pioneer test would mean
to her, she felt that nothing could bring her more happiness than to
hear her own and Lily's name read from the list by their Captain at
Scout meeting that night. But when she perceived an attractive little
envelope in her mail that evening, and when she saw upon examination
that the postmark was Princeton, she experienced an even greater thrill
of anticipation.

The envelope proved to contain an invitation from John Hadley for his
club dance at Princeton. Marjorie uttered a little squeal of joy, and
wished that Lily were there to hear of her good fortune.

She turned around quickly, for someone was entering the office. It was
Ruth Henry!

"You look as if you'd struck a gold mine, Marj!" said the other girl.
"Whatever has happened?"

"Just a dance invitation. But a very nice one!"

"I seem to have a letter, too!" exclaimed Ruth, always anxious for mail.
"I wonder who from!"

"Why, it's the same shape as mine!" cried Marjorie, in astonishment.
"Could it possibly be from Princeton?"

"Very likely!" said Ruth, proceeding to open it.

"Do you suppose Harold Mason belongs to the same club as John Hadley?"
asked Marjorie.

Laughingly, they put the invitations together. They were identical--the
only dissimilarity being the boys' visiting cards.

"What fun!" said Ruth. "It will be so much nicer to go together."

"But how can we go?" demanded Marjorie, her face suddenly sobering.
"Miss Allen would never let us."

"We won't ask Miss Allen!" declared Ruth, boldly. "We'll just go home
over the week end--it's the second Saturday in May, you know--and ask
either of our mothers to chaperone us!"

The girls discussed the plan as they went in to supper. So excited were
they that they almost forgot that the list of those who had passed the
Pioneer badge would be read at Scout meeting.

But the other girls had not forgotten, and when Miss Phillips realized
their nervousness she decided not to delay the