“But I’ve got a message!” squeaked the babe, as sundry arms of justice thrust her summarily in the direction of the door.

“Oh, I have really a message for Georgina from Miss Duff!

She’s to go to the library

now!”

“Then why couldn’t you say so at first?”

“You never gave me a chance!”

 

Georgina threw the half-sharpened pencil inside her desk and banged down the lid.

“What does Miss Duff want with me?” she asked in some consternation.

“Are you sure she meant me?”

A summons from the headmistress rarely boded good fortune to the recipient, and the girls stared at Georgina with interested sympathy.