old Romans. But I will have to acknowledge that when she talks she can make it interesting.”

“Two classes to Dr. Carver! I pity you, Cathalina, from the bottom of my heart.”

“No, Isabel, only one to her, the other to Patty. I read ahead with Phil or Father this summer, and studied vocabulary, too. If I get beyond my depth I’ll come to some of you girls that have the senior Latin.”

“I could not read a line of Cicero now,” declared Helen. “I had hopes that Miss Randolph wouldn’t keep her when she saw how the girls disliked her.”

“She knows that Dr. Carver isn’t popular,” said Cathalina, “but I don’t believe that anybody ever complained to Miss Randolph. I certainly would hate to do it and make a teacher lose a position. And then, anyway, I’m not so sure that Miss Randolph cares about a teacher’s being popular.”

“But if Patty had it, wouldn’t we all love Latin?”

“I like it in spite of Dr. Carver,” said Cathalina, “and it helps me with all the other things.”

“I’ll get you to write an article on the ‘classics’ for our next contribution to the Greycliff Star. Did you know, girls, of my late honor?”

“I am to represent the senior academy on the staff of the world’s greatest newspaper, the Star. Please all of you help me. We can’t have much space, but want it filled with the most wonderful productions that a senior academy class ever offered!”

“‘Ah!’ quoth the correspondent!” said Isabel through her teeth.

“Where are you going, Helen?” asked Betty, as Helen left the row of girls on the couch and started toward the door.

“I must get back to the suite. I’ve so much to do. We are not settled yet.”

“I should say we aren’t,” was Juliet’s comment, as she, too, rose to follow Helen.

“When can we all have a real meeting together?” asked Hilary. “I have several important things to talk over with the whole crowd.”

“So have I,” said Cathalina.

“We’ll have study hours tonight, and real lessons for tomorrow,” reminded Betty.

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