Among the Olive Groves Quite by accident as it seemed, the Sorority of the Camellia Buds had turned itself from a society instituted for mutual protection and fun into a Crusaders' Union, pledged, like Spenser's Red Cross Knight, to avenge the wrongs of distressed damsels in the junior forms.

The ring of battle certainly added a spice of excitement to their secret.

It was much more interesting to interfere personally on behalf of their protegees than to place debatable matters before the prefects.

If war were involved with another sorority it could not be helped.

And war there undoubtedly was.