The club will have a constitution and by-laws and every member will have to live up to them." "Wouldn't that be splendid ?" asked Cecil Ferris, a gray-eyed, black-haired freshman who made up in energy what she lacked in height.
"Who would be president I wonder," murmured Evelyn, shooting a glance of apparent innocence about the circle.
"You'd make a good president, Miss Ward," declared Mary Reynolds, in open admiration.

To her beauty-loving little soul Evelyn was the most exquisite person in the world.
"_I_," cried Evelyn in well-simulated amazement.

"I wouldn't attempt to be, I am not clever or popular enough." "I believe you would be the very one.

You are so independent and know just how to do things." Now that Mary had suggested it, it met with Nettie Weyburn's placid approval.

Cecil Ferris echoed it.