“Indeed, Juliet, you ought to be thankful you can ever go! It was a long time before Miss Randolph would have _any_ games away from home. So they say; and Patricia West told somebody that Miss Randolph thinks ‘competitive games’ bad for the girls. But I guess she just had to give in for fear ev’rybody would go to the other schools.” “I shouldn’t think anybody would want to go anywhere else that ever _saw_ Greycliff,” said Cathalina, forgetting her own early indifference, though a bit surprised at her own feeling. “But somehow I hate to think that Miss Randolph would give in to anything she didn’t think right. I can’t believe it!” “Good for you, Cathalina,—you are a loyal Greycliffer already! And I guess all of us feel that way about Miss Randolph, too.” Thus spoke Lilian. “But you know Miss Randolph does not own the school, even if her uncle did give so much money. She can’t help some things,—and of course we’re all glad about this.” “Let’s talk about the Hallowe’en doin’s,” suggested Avalon. “I can’t think of a thing for a costume!” “Why, Avalon, do forgive me for not telling you. We’ve changed our plans and it won’t be a masquerade,—costumes of a sort, though. I forgot you were having sore throat.” “And I forgot, too, to tell her,” said Isabel guiltily. “What’s the new plan, then, Cathalina? Yes, I was over at the pest house two days.” “We’re going to have a circus. Wait till I drink the rest of my cocoa and I’ll get a list that I have. Everybody has to report to the committee what she’s going to be or do. You can get some ideas of what you would like to be.” “You ought to see Di as the performing bear,” said Helen. “What are you?” “O, I’m the man that leads him around and makes him dance and lets the bear hug him and everything.” “I’m going to run a side show,” said Lilian. “How would you like to take tickets?” “Nothing so tame for me. I’d rather be an animal or a spangled lady.” “Put your wits to work, all of you, and help out the committee with your brilliant ideas. We only have a few days.” “Where are you going to have it?” asked Isabel. “In the Gym. We’re going to charge from one cent up for the different shows and things. It’s for the Y. W., you know. So get your money changed up and you can have pink lemonade and peanuts, beside seeing the Greatest Wonders in the World! Wait till we get out our posters tomorrow. All our artists are working on the hand bills!” Cathalina’s eyes sparkled as she thought of the funny things that were being made ready, and the girls all laughed at her professional air. “And we don’t want the Collegiate girls to beat us being funny. Some of the little graders are going to be too dear!” “What will you do if everybody wants to be an animal?” “No danger of that. The costumes are too hard to make.” “I think so!” exclaimed Diane. “Helen and I have worked all week; catch us trying it again! Me for a tightrope performance or something easy!”