"We
shall have to give up calling her 'baby' soon. She's becoming an
acrobat!"
"It's all due to Miss Merriam. I wish she didn't look so tired the
last few days."
Ethel Blue made no reply. She guessed something of the reason that had
made Miss Gertrude appear distressed and silent. A certain note that
she herself had placed in a May basket and hung on Miss Merriam's door
might have something to do with her appearance of anxiety. She changed
the subject as a measure of precaution, for she had been in the
confidence of Dr. Watkins, the elder brother of Tom and Delia and a
warm admirer of Miss Merriam's, and she did not want the conversation
to run into channels where she might have to answer inconvenient
questions.
"This scheme of Roger's is pretty tremendous," she began by way of
introducing a theme in which Ethel Brown would be sure to be interested.
"We--the Club, I mean--never has 'fallen down' yet on anything, even
some of our 'shows' that we didn't have much time to get up, so we
ought to have confidence in ourselves as a Club."
"With this next undertaking, though, we don't really know how the thing
is done.
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