ject of their call, Robin said heartily:

"I will go and hunt up our freshies as soon as you are up in my room.
Phil is there, of course. She rooms with me, you know. She swears she
isn't going to that picnic. I don't know what the others think about
it. Once get them together, it will be a good chance to find out."

Ushered into Robin's room, the Lookouts and their charge found Phyllis
looking girlishly pretty in a flowered silk kimono. She received them in
the pleasant, straightforward way they so greatly admired in her and
proceeded to show an especial friendliness to Miss Towne.

Presently the murmur of voices outside announced that Robin had been
successful in her quest. In fact she had found all seven of the freshmen
in their rooms and had rushed them a la negligee to her own.

"Here we are," she breezily announced, "and not a freshie missing. I'll
proceed to the great introduction act. Then, make yourselves at home."

As both groups of girls were bent on being friendly, a buzz of
conversation soon arose. Under cover of it Robin said to Marjorie: "What
do you think about the Sans' new stunt? You know just why they are doing
it and so do all of us who fought out that basket-ball affair with them
last year. Their motive isn't a worthy one. Still we really can't tell
the freshies that. Phil understands matters. That's why she doesn't care
to go. I know you want Miss Towne to go, or you would not have brought
her over here tonight to get acquainted with our freshies. She will be
safe from snubs with our girls. They are all fine. Too bad, but I don't
trust the Sans even to do this stunt in a nice way. They will be sure to
get haughty and hurt some freshie's feelings before their picnic is
over."

"I have no faith in them, but it would be hardly fair not to give them
the benefit of the doubt," returned Marjorie earnestly. "I wish Phil
would go. It would be a good opportunity for the freshmen to see what a
fine president they might have in her. She is so individual. I think she
would be popular in her class in spite of the Sans' influence."

"So do I. You ask her. Maybe she will change her mind for you." Robin
looked concernedly to where her cousin sat talking animatedly to Muriel
and Miss Towne.

The latter, however, had already broached the subject of the picnic to
Phyllis.

"I am so glad to meet all you girls. Miss Dean suggested coming over on
account of that picnic for the freshmen," Miss Towne had remarked