As the chums ran from the room, Vivien hurriedly buttoned her shoes and tore after them. "Where are they?" she asked excitedly, catching Audrey by the arm, "What are their names?" "I don't know any more than yourself yet." "We'll soon find out," volunteered Patsie flinging open the door of the Sixth Form room. An unusual spectacle certainly greeted them: unusual at any rate in a ladies' school. Sitting on the desks with their backs to the door were two masculine figures, engaged in the pleasing occupation of pelting each other with exercise-books. Apparently they did not hear the girls' entrance, for they continued their conversation. "Rather a blossomy stunt to be here!" "Great Judkins, yes! Guess we'll make things hum! I'm nuts on the girls!" "Hope they're a decent-looking set!" "Oh, right enough on the whole! But, old chap, let me tell you there's one--her name's Vivien----" Here, to prevent awkward revelations, Vivien interrupted with a judicious cough. The long, trouser-clad legs slid from the desks, and the two manly voices ejaculated: "Hallo! Our new school mates! How d'ye do?" "Charmed to meet you, I'm sure!" Quite in a flutter, Vivien advanced, looked, gasped, and spluttered out: "Gracie and Sybil; you wretches!" The masculine figures, unmindful of manners, collapsed on to the nearest seats, and sobbed with laughter. "Took you in this time, old sport! Don't we make killing boys? I believe you were just gone on us both! Oh, how it hurts to laugh! I feel weak!" "I think you're a pair of idiots!" retorted Vivien. "I don't see anything funny in it." "_We_ do, though!" cackled Patsie. "Oh, Vivien, you looked so interested and excited! It gave me spasms! There, don't get ratty over it! Brace up!" "It was a jinky joke!" burbled Audrey. "I say, you two, you'd better scoot quick and do some lightning changing! If Miss Janet comes in there'll be squalls! She's not quite ready yet for co-education here. Stick on your waterproofs again! There, bolt before you're caught!" "A nice monitress _you_ are, Patsie Sullivan!" exploded the outraged Vivien. "Where's our authority to go to, I should like to know, if you and Audrey put Fifth Form girls up to such tricks? I wonder you condescend to it! If _I_ were head girl, I can tell you I'd have something to say to you! But with these new slack ways there'll be no respect for us left. The school's going to the dogs, in my opinion!" Patsie and Audrey beat a hurried retreat, for they knew that there was a certain amount of justice in Vivien's remarks. Their escapade, a report of which would, of course, be circulated through the school, would in no way enhance the authority of the Sixth. They hoped Lorraine would not hear about it, though it seemed inevitable that it must come to her ears. As a matter of fact, Lorraine learnt the whole story before she had taken off her boots. She made little comment, but went into class with a cloud on her face.