The disappointed authoress took it with what calm she could muster.

She knew they meant to tease, and the fewer sparks they could raise from her the sooner they would desist and let the matter drop.

It would probably serve as a target for Addie's wit till the end of the term, unless the excitement of the newly formed ambulance class chased it from her memory.

The Woodlanders were trying to do their duty by their country, and all the girls were enthusiastically practising bandaging.
"I wish we'd some real patients to bind up," sighed Merle one day, as V B took its turn under Nurse Griffith's instructions.
"I'd be sorry for them if they were left to your tender mercies," retorted Mavis, who had been posing as patient.

"My arm's sore yet with your vigorous measures." "What nonsense! I was as gentle as a lamb." "A curious variety of lamb then, with a wolf inside." "I believe The Woodlands would make a gorgeous hospital," suggested Addie hopefully.