You'll find out to-night.

Girls, I'm going in!" "Turn up here at dusk if you want to know, and bring a cup with you," suggested Lizzie, with a half-ashamed effort at friendliness, as she followed her chums.
"You bet I'll turn up! Rather!" That evening, just after sunset, little groups of girls began to collect round an open green space in the glade.

They came quietly and with a certain sense of discipline.

A stranger would have noticed that if any loud tone or undue hilarity made itself heard, it was instantly and firmly repressed by one or two who seemed in authority.

That the meeting was more in the nature of a convention than a mere pleasure-gathering was evident both from the demeanour of the assemblage and from the various badges pinned on the girls' coats.