Libbie, exhausting the space in her tiny corner
bookcase had thoughtlessly placed the two heavy volumes of the story
Bobby mentioned on top of her cousin's books with the awful result that
the shelf broke in the night and spilled the books on the wrathful Bobby.
"Let's go down to the study hall," suggested peace-loving Louise. "The
five minutes are up."
Down they trooped, to find a number of girls already there, for the most
part looking rather frightened.
At five minute intervals other groups entered, until all the freshman
class was assembled.
"I don't care anything about this society," whispered Ada Nansen to
Ruth Royal. "I wouldn't give fifty cents for an organization where no
discrimination is shown in choosing the members. However, this is
Mrs. Eustice's pet scheme, they tell me, and I want to stand well
with her. Next year I'm going to get elected to the White Scroll,
you see if I don't."
The Mysterious Four came in as the last group of girls were seated and
slowly mounted the platform.
"Candidates," announced the leader, "you are summoned here to take your
first degree. It is simple, but no shirking is to be permitted.
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