"How can you say so!"
"Go it, Alice! Pitch it strong! I'm with you!"
"Order! Order!" commanded Dilys. "This question must be discussed from both sides. We'll take one at a time, please."
"Maude! Let Maude speak, then!" shouted a band of sympathizers from the opposition.
Maude, who had waxed warm, was only too ready to speak, and seized upon the opportunity.
"I want to know," she demanded aggressively, "why one girl expects to take the top seat in this school, and dictate what's to be done all round? Newcomers used to be kept in the background, but it seems all that's changed now. However, if new girls are the fashion, Leonora Parker's newer still, and why shouldn't she be editress?"
"Because she couldn't!" piped somebody.
"Who's that says she couldn't?" shouted Gladys.
"Give her a chance to try!" called out Alice O'Connor.
"Likely!"
"You want to try yourself, I suppose!"
"Look here, we don't want everything turned topsy-turvy to suit a few like you."
"Order! Order!" cried Dilys again—a very necessary command, for the members were growing excited, and instead of stating their proposals in the orthodox, conventional language which they prided themselves upon always using at meetings, were descending to personalities.
"Oh, do let me speak! I'll give it them hot!" begged
