Don't let Miss Darrer keep you dawdling about the studio," urged Agnes.
"No fear of that.

The moment the bell goes it will be 'down pencils.' She can hold forth to the others to-day if she wants to talk after school.

By the by, everybody's _so_ jealous of us!" "I know! The seniors are grumbling like anything because they didn't think of having a bedroom tea for Phyllis.

It's their own fault.

They haven't another birthday amongst them this term.