CHAPTER VI.
AN UNSUSPECTED LISTENER "Those in favor of giving a bazaar on the Saturday afternoon and evening of November fifteenth say 'aye,'" directed Arline Thayer.
A chorus of ayes immediately resounded.
"Contrary, 'no,'" continued Arline.
There was a dead silence.
"Carried," declared the energetic little president.

"Please, everyone think hard and try to advance an idea for a feature inside of the next ten minutes." The twelve young women known as the Semper Fidelis Club were holding a business meeting in Grace Harlowe's and Anne Pierson's, room.

The two couch beds had been placed in a kind of semicircle and eight members of the club were seated on them.

The other three young women sat on cushions on the floor, while Arline presided at the center table, which had been placed several feet in front of the members.
"The meeting is open for suggestions," repeated Arline after two minutes had elapsed and not a word had been said.

"If any one has a suggestion, she may tell us without addressing the chair.