e. She had spent a very profitable afternoon laughing at
herself. At first the laughter had been a little too grim, but before
long the grimness had disappeared and only a good-natured ridicule was
left. It is good to be able to laugh at yourself once in a while, but
Janet was glad that the time was over.

She had made up her mind not to tell them about Daphne, that was to be
her secret.

CHAPTER IX

TWINS INDEED

"Snow!" Every girl looked up as Janet spoke, and a ripple of laughter
ran around the room.

"Janet, did you say that?"--Miss Baxter looked over her thick lens
glasses and focused her pale blue eyes on Phyllis's twin. An expectant
silence fell over the room.

"Yes, Miss Baxter,"--Janet rose to answer.

Miss Baxter tapped the desk with her long and callous forefinger.

"Phyllis, I am quite aware that you are answering, and I might add that
this is not the place to practice silly jokes."

A sudden, though quickly suppressed, snort came from behind Sally's
desk, and even Muriel, sitting beside Phyllis, giggled.

"Janet, will you please stand up and speak for yourself?" Miss Baxter
peered a little over the desk, and her face set in hard, uncompromising
lines.

A month had passed since the last chapter, and Janet had found a very
particular place in the school for herself. Once on the right road it
had been only a matter of a few days before the girls accepted her, and
only a matter of weeks before she was one of the leading members of her
class. Her quiet humor and downright frankness made her a welcome
addition to the school, as Sally had prophesied.

She and Phyllis had discovered how easy it was to pass for each other,
and further to confuse people they began to dress alike. Miss Gwynne,
the history teacher, had made a mistake in their identity in class one
day and had laughed about it later to the rest of the teachers. Only
Miss Baxter refused to find the story amusing. She had called it
impertinence, and then and there made up her mind that the same trick
should never be played on her.

This morning her near-sightedness had confused her, but she was certain
that they were trying to trick her and she would have none of it.

"But I am Janet, and I am standing up." Janet had caught some of
Daphne's drawl and used it when she remembered to.

Miss Baxter smiled coldly but triumphantly.

"Very well, if you persist in being childish, then I will ask Phyllis
to stand also."

Ph