by class. Everyone
concerned in the labor was so good-natured and jolly that an atmosphere
of harmony permeated the big room and hovered over it on the night of
the frolic.

Even the Sans appeared to imbibe a little of that genial atmosphere and
behaved at the frolic with less arrogance than was their wont when
appearing socially. Leslie Cairns alone of them flatly refused to be
present. She wheedled Joan Myers into escorting Elizabeth Walbert to the
dance and remained in her room in a magnificent fit of sulks. She was
too greatly inflamed against Marjorie to endure going where she would be
in close touch with her for an evening. She therefore amused herself
that evening in planning the cherished move she intended to make against
Marjorie.

"Perhaps I ought not say it, but I had a good deal better time tonight
than at the frolic last year," Muriel confided to her chums between
yawns. Discipline being lax they had gathered in Ronny's and Lucy's room
after the dance for a cup of hot chocolate and sweet crackers.

"I know I had," emphasized Marjorie. "Everyone seemed to go in for a
good time tonight."

"The Sans unbent a little, didn't they?" commented Jerry. "That was
because their boss stayed away. Those girls might become civilized in
time without Leslie Cairns on the job."

"They were a little more gracious," agreed Ronny. "I don't know how the
rest of you feel about it. I am glad the frolic is over. I am tired. We
have been stirred up ever since we came back to college. First over Miss
Remson's trouble. Next came the Sans' move to grab all the freshmen.
Then Kathie's accident, and after that the commotion over the freshie
election. We were all keyed up to quite a pitch over that on account of
Phil. Now the dance is over. What next? Nothing, I fondly hope. I am
going to lead the student life, provided I am allowed to do it."

"You forget basket ball," reminded Muriel.

"I am going to try to forget it," retorted Ronny so wearily that her
tone elicited a chorus of giggles. "I don't play the game, thank my
stars!"

"I shall, if I have a chance," Muriel asserted. "How about you,
Marjorie?"

"I am going to try for a place on the team this year," Marjorie
announced in a purposeful manner. "I hope we get a fair try-out. I
really want to play. I like Professor Leonard's appearance. Helen had
quite a long talk with him the other day. He is a seasoned basket ball
player. He played center on a western college team the