said Hetty Hancock. "She shuts up like an oyster if one throws out the faintest hint."
"Do you think she still believes in him?" queried Mary Parsons.
"Rather! And I admire her for it. She's shown splendid spirit all this time, and never once given in. She's a real Spartan."
"Yes, Gipsy's as game as can be," commented Dilys. "She never looks beaten, however hard Poppie snubs her, and Poppie's just abominable sometimes."
"I'm often dying to help Gipsy," said Hetty. "But one can't help her. She'd be desperately offended if one offered to lend her pocket-money, or anything."
"You'd better not try! No, I believe Gipsy's pride wouldn't let her borrow so much as a yard of hair ribbon, however badly she needed it."
"Rather different from Leonora, who borrows everything she can persuade people to lend her."
"Don't speak to me of Leonora! I rue the day she came into our dormitory. She snores at night till I have to get up and shake her. We call her 'Snorer' now, instead of 'Leonora'. I wish Poppie'd put her in the attic, instead of Gipsy."
"Trust Poppie not to banish the millionairess! She's ever so proud of having her at the school."
"H'm! Her company's a doubtful privilege, in my opinion."
"Yet Poppie had the cheek to suggest that we ought to make her a Guild officer."
"No! Did she?" exclaimed the girls. "It's not Poppie's business to interfere in our affairs. We'll
