I think that this note was written for spite." "Do you think Miss Wicks and Miss Hampton wrote it ?" queried Miriam.
"I don't want to accuse any one of writing it, but they are the only students who would have an object in doing so," declared Grace.

"I hear Elfreda coming down the hall.

Don't say anything more about it just now," she added in a lower tone.
"My goodness, I forgot all about the chocolate!" exclaimed Miriam, scurrying to a little oak cabinet in one corner of the room and taking out the necessary ingredients.

"Here, Grace, open this can of evaporated cream with the scissors.

You can use that paperweight for a hammer." Fifteen minutes later, wrapped in the folds of her kimono, J.Elfreda sat drinking chocolate and devouring cakes as though her very existence depended upon it.
"You girls are ever so much nicer than I thought you'd be," she said reflectively, between cakes.