Monitress Merle by Angela Brazil
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spring I'm going to have a yacht of my own! They've promised me that.
I'll take you both out for a sail in it." "Oh, do! We shall just live for Easter!" rejoiced the girls. "I wish it was holidays all the time!" added Merle. "What fun we'd have in your yacht!" Such a wish, however, could certainly not be realised. Bevis was due back at Shelton College, and 'The Moorings' claimed both Mavis and Merle. School might not be as exciting as yachting, but it had its interests. There was the Magazine, of which Mavis was editress, and to which many spicy items were contributed; there was the Entertainments Club, which was getting up a piece to act at the end of the term. In connection with this society, alack! a tremendous squabble ensued. It had fallen almost entirely into the hands of the boarders, and they seemed determined to keep all its privileges to themselves. They fixed upon a play, shared the cast among them, and held rehearsals in the evenings. Mavis, Merle, and Muriel, the only day-girls on the Committee, were furious. "Where do we come in?" demanded Merle. "It's too cool to settle everything without consulting us! We're as much on the Committee as you are! It's completely out of order!" "Oh, what does it matter?" said Nesta, with aggravating easiness. "We can't bother to be always holding meetings. We wanted to set to work at |
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