"As Games Captain you are responsible for the school play and for the fixtures, but you're certainly not to take upon yourself a matter of this kind.

Why, you're not even a prefect! And no prefect would have dreamed of calling such a meeting on her own account without consulting her colleagues." "I--thought--there wasn't time--to ask," stammered Winona, overcome with confusion.
"As a matter of fact the suggestion had already been placed before the prefects, and it was proposed to form an Old Girls' Guild, which would include several branches, a Hockey Club being among the number.

An initial committee meeting is to be held next Thursday.

Margaret Howell was perfectly well aware of this, and could not understand why you should have stepped in and called a meeting at the hostel, thus forestalling our arrangements." "It's the most abominable cheek I ever heard of!" burst out Agatha James.
"What were you dreaming of ?" demanded Grace Olliver.
Poor Winona! She suddenly saw her innocent, impulsive act in the light in which it must appear to the prefects.

It had never struck her that she was exceeding her authority, and that she ought to have referred the matter to the head of the school.