"Yes, that's how it took us all when we heard," she remarked. "You'd
better sit down on your bed till you get the first shock over. It's
enough to make a camel weep. I couldn't believe it myself for a few
minutes, but it's only too true, unfortunately for us."
"The Hawthorns! Those girls whom we never spoke to--wouldn't have
touched with a pair of tongs!" gasped Irma.
"You may well marvel," sympathized Janet.
"But what's Miss Thompson _thinking_ of? Why, she always looked down so
on the Hawthorns! Wouldn't let us arrange matches with their teams, and
kept us away from them at that bazaar as if they'd been infectious. It's
been the tradition of the school to have nothing to do with them."
"Traditions have flown to the four winds. There'll be nearly fifty
Hawthorners turning up by nine o'clock to-morrow morning."
"Nearly fifty! And we were only thirty-six ourselves last term! Why, the
school will be swamped!"
"Exactly, and with day girls too. When there were twenty-four boarders
to twelve day girls, we could have things pretty well as we liked, but
if we've to hold our own against sixty or so--well!"
"It'll mean war!" finished Ethelberga, setting her mouth grimly.
"But what's possessed Miss Thompson to do such an atrocious thing?"
cried Irma in exasperation.
"_£, s. d._, my child, I suppose. Miss Perry was giving up the school,
and Tommiekins bought the connection. She's completely veered round in
her opinions. She told Adah Gartley they were nice girls, and would soon
improve immensely at Silverside. 'I hope you'll all make them welcome,'
she said to Adah."
"Welcome!" echoed Irma, Janet, and Ethelberga eloquently.
"It wouldn't have been so bad," continued Laura, "if just a few of
them--say a dozen--had been coming. We could have kept ourselves to
ourselves and quite ignored them. But we're being absolutely cuckooed
out. Do you know that our recreation room has been commandeered for an
extra class-room?"
Howls of dismay issued from the trio now seated on Irma's bed.
"Yes, you'd hardly believe it, but it is a fact," ran on Laura with
dismal volubility. "When I went to take my painting things there I found
our tables and easy chairs gone, and the whole place filled up with new
desks and a blackboard."
"Where are we going to sit in the evenings?" demanded Ethelberga
fiercely.
"Goodness only knows! In the dining-room, I suppose."
"We evidently don't count for anything with Tommiekins now," said Janet
bitterly. "The Daisy dormitory has been taken for a class-room, and an
extra bed has been put in each of the other dormitories to make up.
Didn't you notice, Irma, that there are five here now, instead of only
four?"
"Why, so there are! What a hateful cram! Who's to have the fifth?"
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