An impromptu kind of thing, you know.

We sing, or recite, or act, or dance, on the spur of the moment--anything to keep the ball rolling, and anybody may be called upon at any moment to stand up and perform." "Without knowing beforehand ?" queried Rona, looking horror-stricken.
"Yes, that's the fun of it.

We have a bag with all our names written on slips of paper, and we draw them out one by one to fill up the programme.

Nobody knows who's to come next.

You may be the very first, or you may sit quaking all the evening, and never be called at all." "I hope to goodness--I mean, I hope very much--I shan't be drawn." "You never know; so you'd better have something in your mind's eye." Punctually at six o'clock on the appointed night the whole school filed into the hall, each girl carrying a candle in a candlestick.