"I do if I don't have to make up the dress," said Judith honestly, as she finished making her bed and leaned out of the window to take deep breaths of the glorious October air. "Nancy, do come and look at the maple grove, and the oaks and the beeches against that lovely sky, and isn't the vine on Miss Meredith's house simply a gorgeous colour? I could almost eat the sunshine, it's so good. Tell me what to wear to-night. I don't know what I should have done without your help last Friday." "Let's think it over," said Nancy, pulling on a sweater and cap and running off to play tennis with Jane; "see you at recess and we'll decide then." But when recess came Judith confessed to not having given it a thought, she had been kept too busy for the consideration of such frivolities as a Friday party, and Nancy on her part had a doleful tale of returned lessons to be made up during the afternoon. "Oh, _why_ didn't I prepare that French prose?" she wailed when the crew of the "Jolly Susan" foregathered after luncheon in her room. "I begged Madame to let me make it up _any_ other time, but of course she wouldn't." "Oh, well, we're not going to dress alike this time," said Sally May, "so it doesn't matter. It _was_ fun, though, wasn't it, making sailor-boy costumes out of sheets and pillowcases, and I never laughed so hard in my life as when North House came in. You really ought to have seen them"--this to Jane who had been away for the week-end--"not one of them looked more than six months old--they pasted paper over their teeth and had on the cutest little bonnets and long dresses and carried bottles--really cold-cream bottles with a glove finger on top--" "I think the Hindus were the cleverest," said Judith. "The question before the house is, what are we going to do to-night?" observed Josephine. "Now my idea"-- But what Josephine's idea was the rest never knew, for Rosamond put her head in at the door and called, "Long distance 'phone for you, Jo; Miss Martin says hurry"-- Judging by the speed with which Josephine vanished down the corridor she was anxious to oblige Miss Martin. The half-past two bell rang and Nancy and Judith went off to music lessons without deciding anything about the costume for the party, and when Judith came upstairs after an early dinner she was still as undecided as ever. The corridor was as busy as the proverbial beehive, for the "borrowing-rule" had been suspended for the day, and everybody seemed to be making the most of the opportunity. Judith was besieged with requests the moment she appeared. "I bag your white slippers, Judy, if _you_ don't want them," called Rosamond. "And I want your black beads--" "Your blue scarf, please, Judy," called Catherine from her room, "I'll be awfully careful of it." Squeals of delight came from the various rooms where tryings-on were proceeding. "Every one seems happy but me," thought Judith dismally when the borrowers had departed.