Finally, Sara Emerson suggested that the play be written by a member of the senior class.

There was a general protest, and Elizabeth Wade asked Sara if she would mind writing it.

Rather unkind in her, wasn't it ?" asked Emma, with a reminiscent chuckle.
Her friends laughed with her.

The mere idea of frivolous little Sara Emerson as a playwright was distinctly amusing.
"Sara didn't mind our laughing.

She and Julia giggled over it, too.