been, it was wonderful to see you give your orders as though nothing had
happened. No other girl could have done it."

"That is a nice compliment, Anne, dear," said Grace pleased with the words
of praise from her friend, for the bitterness of her recent unpopularity
had made her heart heavy.

At that moment the sophomores whom Jessica and Nora had encountered filed
into the room.

Each girl wore a self-conscious expression. Eva Allen carried an envelope
in her hand. She was confused and nervous.

Once inside the door the girls paused and began a whispered conversation.
Then Eva Allen tried to push the envelope into another girl's hand; but
the girl put her hands behind her back and obstinately refused to take it.
There was another whispered conference with many side glances in Grace's
direction.

Nora stood scowling savagely at the group. She noticed that it consisted
of the basketball team and its substitutes. They were all there except
Miriam.

"If you have any secrets, girls," remarked Grace in a hurt tone, "please
postpone the telling of them for a few minutes. I am going, directly."

She opened her locker and drew out her coat and hat, trying to hide the
tears that filled her eyes.

Then Marian Barber impatiently took the envelope from Eva and stepped