"I say so." "You," stormed Kathleen.

"Who are you ?" "J.

Elfreda Briggs," murmured the stout girl sweetly.
"Yes," continued Kathleen sneeringly, "I have heard of the jumble you made of your freshman year.

It took a number of influential friends to pull you into favor again, I believe." "Not half such a jumble as you are making of yours," smiled Elfreda.
Then she went on gravely: "I am glad you mentioned that freshman year.

I did behave like an imbecile.