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“We didn’t think so when we were in the academy!”

“No, indeed. How we do change!”

No embarrassment could ever make Cathalina awkward. The girls were always sure to be proud of Cathalina’s manner and language either in public or private. Isabel was as devoted to Cathalina as ever and felt an added gratitude since Cathalina had saved her, as she said, “from a watery grave” the year before. Cathalina herself was pleased that the girls had chosen her their president, and had made detailed preparations having in her hand a neat little outline of the affairs to be put through tonight. There was to be no regular program until the new members were brought in at the next meeting, but if the business did not take up the whole time, Evelyn Calvert had promised to give a “reading” in the dialect for which she was famous in the school, and Eloise was to sing. Among girls of so many gifts, the program committee did not have a very difficult task. The only trouble was to make sure that the girls prepared for their duties, for it was easy to be lazy about society affairs when there were so many pressing school duties all the time.