"We might help a great deal." "Grace has the 'Busy Little Helper' stunt on the brain," jeered Jessica.
"Anything to keep matters moving," laughed Grace.

"I'm an advocate of the strenuous life.

But seriously, girls, how splendid it would be to feel that we had been instrumental in rebuilding the gymnasium." "Fine," agreed Nora.

"We used to sing a song in kindergarten when I was very young and foolish that started out, 'We are little builders,' although at that time I never expected to really become one." "Nora," said Grace severely, "you have all Hippy's bad traits and some of your own thrown in." It was nearing six o'clock before the four friends left the scene of the fire and started for home.

Nora's prediction of rain proved true, for just as they made their way across the campus the rain began to come down in torrents, wetting them to the skin, but in no respect dampening their joy over the fact that this shower had come just in time to save their High School from further ravage by the flames..