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“English Essayists, isn’t it?” suggested Roberta cautiously.

“Oh, no, it can’t be that,” objected Betty. “I’m in your division, and I know every girl in the class. I should have noticed her.”

“Perhaps she cuts a lot,” suggested Mary. “They say Dr. Eaton never calls the roll.”

“She couldn’t do that with all the ten-minute tests,” argued Betty. “He doesn’t generally call the roll, but he’s liable to spring one of those tests any time, so it’s not safe to cut very much.”

“Georgia Ames doesn’t cut,” said Madeline decidedly, “and if she isn’t in ‘Essayists’ she must be in some other junior English course. Just the other day when I was getting back my themes I noticed two of hers in the junior box.”

“GEORGIA AMES DOESN’T CUT,” SAID MADELINE

“You did!” exclaimed Helen Adams eagerly. “How funny! Because I met you just as you were going off with your papers, and when I looked only mine and Betty’s were left in the pile.”

“Then probably I mixed them with some other class’s,” said Madeline coolly. “I’m awfully careless when I go to get papers. I’ll look them up and give them to her.”