Marjorie Dean

ped from the platform and hurried toward the dark-eyed girl with outstretched hand. Her h

d a powerful ally. Lowering her voice, the teacher asked her several questions. Mignon answered them in equally

il during her freshman year, Miss Merton paid no attention to the sounds provoked by Mignon La Salle's unexpected arrival. As a matter of fact, she

rmed Mignon. "I think I must have reserved it specially for you." S

h an inimitable lifting of the

style. She always puts on her cat-that-ate-the-canary expression when she's pleased. And to t

ar you, Jerry,"

bled the disgruntled Jerry. "I'll bet you ten

seat in front of Mary Raymond. There was a brief exchange of low-toned words between the two, then Mignon seated hersel

ary pupil. Mignon's expensive frock of dark green Georgette crepe, elaborately trimmed, also pointed to affluence. Mary reasoned that she must be known to the others. A stranger would not have created such a buzz

o. Then there will be twenty-minute classes for the rest of the morning. Classes will occupy the usual period of time during the afternoon. Try to arrange your studies so that you will not have to waste valuable

ed severely at the rows of attentive young faces. She was not in sympath

e pupils had long since decided upon their courses of study. Their main duty now lay in making s

t meant. Plane geometry, of course, she would have to take. Then there was second year French. She and Constance intended to go on with the language of which they were so fond. Her General had insisted that she must begin Latin. She should have be

her that last coveted period in the afternoon, free for study. She sat back at last with a faint breath of satisfaction. She wondered how Mary was getting on and what she intende

onstance intended to go on with French together. Then there were C?sar's Commentaries. She had finished first-year Latin. She would have to take them next. Suddenly a naughty idea came into her perverse little brain. Why not purposely leave Marjorie out of her calculations? Marjorie had wished her to take chemistry. Very well. She would disappoint her by choosing something else. Then if Mr. Dean fitted out a laboratory, his daughter would have the pleasure of working in it all b

eone, she raised her head. A pair of elfish bl

dence. "You look like that priggish Miss Stevens. I

be constantly reminded of her resemblance to one she disliked so intensely? In her annoyance at

she returned, holding up her forefinger in an impish imitation of a world-wi

ary a trifle stiffly. The French girl's mocking t

n't think me rude. I am always too frank in expressing my opinions. If I disli

o seemed to be sincere. She unbent slightly and smiled

d in her seat and began fumbling in a

behind Mignon's back. She desisted as suddenly as she began. The French girl had turned

ed, placing a bit of engrave

up and read, "Migno

name!" was her

beamed Mignon. "But yo

h me," apologized Mary.

. She had already decided that a girl who was in sympathy

for her health and I am living in Marjorie

n the French girl. Her heavy brows drew together

"You and I can never be friends." She swi

he shoulder. "I don't understand," she m

Mary with narrowed eyes. Was it possible that Ma

r spoken to you of me

don't know many Sanford girls yet. I have met Miss Atwell and Mis

ief between us and broke up our old crowd entirely. Your friend, Miss Dean, took sides with them, too, and helped the thing along. She made a perfect idiot of herself over Constance Stevens. O

jorie must indeed care a great deal for her. She had not been mistaken, then, in her belief that she had been supplanted in her chum's heart. And now Mignon was suggesting that Marjorie would not allow her to be friends

o have for a friend," she said with decision. "I hope I am free to do as I please. I shall be v

recitation-bell broke i

me, Miss Raymond. I'll see you later and we'll have a nice lon

rst section?" asked Mary eagerly. The studen

lted the bulletin board. "

"Then you can show me the w

ll. She would take a hand and help matters along. Of course there was a strong chance that it might all come to nothing. Marjorie might take Mary in charge the moment school was over and tell her a few things. Yet that was hardly possible. Much as she hated the brown-eyed girl who had worsted her at every point, in her own cowardly heart lurked a respect for Marjorie's high s

relieved as she saw her chum approaching. She bowed coldly to Mignon as she passed. "Oh, Mary," she said, "I was looking for you. If

answered with cool defiance. "I can't change it now. Miss La Salle is

arched on, leaving Marjorie to st

to co