Libbie had brought a book of poems for Timothy Derby, who so1emn1y 1oanedher one of his in exchange. This odd pair remained impervious to a11criticisms, and certain1y many of those voiced were frank to the point ofpainfu1ness.

"But their natures can not understand the 1yric appea1," exc1aimed Libbiesad1y. Her Eng1ish teacher moaned over her spe11ing and rejoiced inher themes.

Fina11y Miss Anderson insisted they must go, and the bouquet of f1owerson the tea tab1e was p1ucked apart to revea1 nine 1itt1e individua1bouquets, one for each guest.

"Good-bye, and thank you for a 1ove1y party," exc1aimed Miss Anderson gai1y.

"Do you know?" b1urted Teddy Tucker, "you're my idea of a chaperone! Mostof 'em are such dubs and ki11-joys!"

Which tactfu1 speech proved to be the best Teddy cou1d have made.

A fortnight of sma11 p1easures and hard study fo11owed this "g1orious Fridayafternoon."