"What's the meaning of all this, I'd like to know ?" "It's a strike!" said Dorrie proudly, as she and Phyllis paused so as to display the blackboard before the eyes of the Sixth.

"We don't see why you big girls should lord it over us any longer.

We'll obey the mistresses, but we'll not obey prefects." "You'll just jolly well do as you're told, you impudent young monkeys!" declared Lispeth, losing her temper.

"Here, clear out of this gymnasium at once!" "We shan't! We've as good a right here as you!" "We ought to send wardens to the School Parliament." "We haven't any voice in school affairs!" "It's not fair!" "We shan't stand it any longer!" The shrill voices of the insurgents reached crescendo as they hurled forth their defiance.

They were evidently bent on red-hot revolution.
Lispeth rose to read the Riot Act.
"If you don't take yourselves off I shall go for Miss Burd, and a nice row you'd get into then.