"That is precisely what I was thinking.
Dressed as a live doll and placed on exhibition in the middle of the booth, she would prove a drawing card.

Will you ask her to meet us at the gymnasium on Monday at five o'clock?
We will try to see the others we want for the bazaar before Monday.

We had better decide now just who is going to be left over for the circus." "There is only one objection to little Miss Stone," said Gertrude Wells thoughtfully.

"She is a freshman.

I am afraid this mark of upper class favor may cause jealousy." "The freshmen ought to be glad one of their class is to have the honor of being chosen," retorted Grace, opening her gray eyes in surprise.
"They ought to, but they won't be," predicted Gertrude dryly.