"They've gotten used to themselves," explained Sallie, who had had almost six years' experience with Seniors of assorted kinds. "At first they are always so set up over all their privileges that they just can't associate with ordinary girls; but after a few months of solitary grandeur they are _glad_ to climb down off their perches and associate with the rest of us. Now that they're asking us to their spreads and coming to ours they're having much better times than they did earlier in the year."
"Of course," said Maude, with one of her funny grimaces, "you can't 'spread' so very much on thirty cents a week; but our popcorn party was all right and when we all chipped in and bought a barrel of apples--that was great. The Seniors' heels looked just like anybody else's when they dove to the bottom of the barrel for the last ones. And our molasses candy pull in the laundry--"
"Ugh!" groaned Mabel, "I was just like a web-footed duck--my hands, I mean. Cora had to scrape me all over with a knife and she didn't care how much skin she got. It was even on my shoes--"
"No, the candy. Some folks can pull it when it's hot and sticky but I never can. It just gets all over the place."
"Anyway," said Marjory, wickedly, "the Seniors laughed until they cried, seeing you try, so you contributed something to the entertainment."
"Isn't it lovely to have friends?" said Sallie, a little later, when she was seated beside Marjory on the veranda steps.
"Yes," returned Marjory, a little wistfully, "but I'm not sure that I'm exactly pleased with some of my newest ones. Augusta and Grace Allen told me yesterday that they never _did_ like Gladys. And Isabelle says she's ashamed to have Clarence know that she ever went with Gladys. Isn't that just awful--to go back on anybody like that! Of course I don't care much for Isabelle or Augusta, anyway; but I did think I might like Grace. But now I'm not going to. I like friends that _stick_."
"So do I," agreed Sallie, heartily. "And I think we both have some of the sticking kind."
One spring morning just after morning prayers when all the pupils were gathered in the Assembly room and Miss Woodruff was ready to call the roll, Doctor Rhodes stood up and said: "One moment, please."
