The final result of the election found honors equally divided between the two sets of girls, a condition of affairs which promised anything but a peaceful year for 19--. Gathered at Rutherford Inn that evening for a spread in honor of Judith, given by Christine and Barbara, the latter expressed herself frankly in regard to the afternoon's proceedings. "That class meeting was as nearly a riot as could be," she declared disgustedly. "I expected to engage in hand-to-hand combat before it ended. I thought the best way to shame that crowd was to give them the chance, they didn't want to give us." "They snapped at it, too," Christine Ellis said scornfully. "I'll never forgive you girls for making me president when I didn't want to be," was Judith's rueful assertion. "We would never have forgiven you if you had backed out," retorted Ethel Lacey. "I didn't have the least word to say about it. Nobody would listen to me." Judith's comical air of resignation provoked a laugh. "You should thus be pleased that you are well-liked, Judy," asserted Adrienne. "And Alicia, here, we were delighted with your success, _ma chere_." "I never dreamed of being nominated." A faint color stole into Alicia's pale face. "I'd much rather it had been one of you girls." "I'm heartily glad I was out of it all," declared Jane with emphasis. "There's only one thing I really want this year in the way of college honors." "To make the sophomore team?" asked Christine. "Yes." An eager light sprang into Jane's gray eyes. "You'll make it, Jane," predicted Barbara. "You can outplay us all. Some of us are going to lose out, though. There are five of us here who are going to try for it. Judy, Adrienne, you, Christine and I. Of course we can't all make it. Quite a lot of sophs are going to try for it this year besides us. Marian Seaton will be one of them, I suppose." "She'll make it, if any of her friends happen to be judges at the try-out," commented Judith sagely. "I hope Dorothy Martin will be chosen as one of the judges. She can be depended upon to do the fair thing. Miss Hurley was awfully unfair last year. I wish Dorothy'd be chosen as our manager." "We ought to do a little practicing, girls," urged Jane. "Let's start in to-morrow afternoon, provided we can have the gym. I understand the freshman team have been monopolizing it ever since their try-out last week." "Who's on the freshman team?" asked Ethel curiously. "I don't know. Haven't been over to see them work," Jane replied. "Have any of you?" She glanced about the round table at her friends. A general shaking of heads revealed the fact that no one had. "It's queer, but somehow I can't get interested in the freshmen," confided Barbara Temple. "A lot of them acted awfully stand-offish toward me on the night of the dance." "I noticed the same thing!" exclaimed Christine in surprise. "I thought it was my imagination. Those four girls you folks brought were sweet, though."