“What have you been doing?” murmured Monica Dawkins.

“Glad I’m not in your shoes!” proclaimed Daisy Hurst.

“Oh, Georgina, I am sorry for you!” bleated Alma Richardson.

“I’ve not been doing anything!” protested Georgina indignantly.

“You’ve no need to look at me as if I were a cross between a criminal and a martyr!

Here, you babe, what did Miss Duff say?”

“Only that you’re to go to the library;

and you’d better be quick, because she said:

‘Tell her to come at once!’

Said it in her snappiest way, too!

I shouldn’t be a month about going if I were you.

Hello!

There’s the bell.

Ta-ta, I’m off!

I wish you luck!” and Ingrid Bridge fled to the region of her own classroom, with a grin on her impish face.