shall be changed; Nancy Nelson is released from the order
to remain indoors in recreation hours. Furthermore, she shall have a new
roommate."

She turned suddenly to the sullen Cora.

"Miss Rathmore! You have revealed yourself to us all in a light which,
to say the least, is not a happy one. I will remove you from Number 30,
West Side. Indeed, it would be an imposition upon Miss Nelson to keep
you there. How do you suppose your present chum in Number 40 would
welcome Miss Rathmore, Jennie?" she added.

"Oh, I don't know," replied Jennie, her eyes twinkling. "Sally is one of
Cora's crowd; but I haven't anything against Sally, so I wouldn't wish
Cora on her."

"That will do! that will do, Jennie! I did not ask you to be quite so
frank," said the Madame, quickly. "What do you say, Corinne?"

"It's a good idea, Madame," returned the captain, with a sigh.

"Very well, then; because Miss Nelson deserves a more pleasant and
agreeable roommate, you may change places with Jennie Bruce, Miss
Rathmore."

"I don't care how you put it, Madame!" exclaimed Cora, with a toss of
her head. "I am glad to get out of Number 30. And, however you may put
it, Nancy Nelson _is_ a nobody----"

"You will lose _your_ recreation hours until the Christmas holiday, Miss
Rathmore," declared the Madame, rapping on her desk with a pencil. "And
don't let me hear any more of this back-biting and unkindness in the
freshman class. Understand? You are all four excused."

They obeyed the little woman who--by turns--could be so stern and yet so
kind. Cora Rathmore flashed out in the lead and, crying with shame and
anger, ran upstairs without speaking to her chums at the foot of the
flight.

Corinne came out of the anteroom with an arm around the waist of each of
the smaller girls. Quite a number of the West Side girls were either
coming down the stairs, or had already gathered to wait for the doors to
open into the dining room.

"I want you girlies to know," said the captain, cheerfully, "that we've
got two perfect little bricks in this class of greenies at Pinewood
Hall. And one of 'em's named Jennie Bruce and the other's named Nancy
Nelson.

"I prophesy, too," pursued the beauty of the school, "that Jennie and
Nancy are going to be the most notorious female Damon-and-Pythias
combination we have ever had at Pinewood.

"Now, run along, you two children," she added, giving Jennie and Nancy a
little shove each, "and get your eyes cooled off and