I vote that we have the election at once, without waiting another moment." "Very well," assented Grace.

"I only suggested waiting because Anne Pierson promised to come, and, of course, every girl in the class has a right to vote at the class elections." "Anne Pierson ?" cried Miriam, turning crimson with suppressed rage.
"Yes," answered Grace calmly; "but, if everybody is agreeable, suppose we go ahead." "Agreed!" cried the others and the ballots were cast.
There was not much parliamentary practice in these class elections.

Each girl wrote the name of her choice on a slip of paper and dropped it in a hat.

Four of the girls then counted the votes, and the one receiving the most slips was declared elected.
The slips were dropped into the hat, amid the silence of the company.
Some of the sophomores and juniors, perched on parallel bars, watched the scene with superior amusement, but no notice was taken of their half-whispered jeers.
The four girls then retired to count the votes.
"It's a tie," announced Marian Barber, returning presently; "a tie between Grace and Miriam.

I wish some of the others would come and settle the matter." "Here's some one," cried Nora.