stion, Jerry," said Marjorie in a low tone.
"Would you care if I--if we didn't talk about Constance?"

"Not a bit," rejoined the stout girl good-naturedly. "Never tell
anything you don't want to tell. We'll change the subject. Let's talk
about the Sanford High dance. What character do you intend to
represent?"

"Is Sanford High going to give a party?" Marjorie voiced her surprise.

"Of course. The Sanford High girls give one every spring, and the Weston
boys give their dance in the fall."

"When is it to be?"

"Not until after Easter, and this year it's going to be a lot of fun. We
are to have a fairy-tale masquerade."

"I never heard of any such thing before."

"Neither did I," went on Jerry, "that is, until yesterday. The
committee just decided upon it. You see, the girls always give a fancy
dress party, but not always a masquerade. This year a freshman who was
on the committee proposed that it would be a good stunt to make everyone
dress as a character in some old fairy tale. The rest of the committee
liked the idea, so you had better get busy and hunt up your costume."

"But how did you happen to know so much about it?"

"Well," Jerry looked impressive. "I was on the committee and I happened
to be the freshman who proposed it."

"You clever girl!" exclaimed Marjorie, admiringly. "I think that is a
splendid idea. I wonder what I could go as?"

"Snow White," suggested Jerry, eyeing her critically. "I can get seven
of the Weston boys to do the Seven Little Dwarfs and follow you around."

"But Snow White had 'a skin like snow, cheeks as red as blood and hair
as black as ebony,'" quoted Marjorie. "I don't answer to that
description."

"You are pretty, and so was she, and that's all you need to care,"
returned Jerry, calmly. "Besides, the Seven Dwarfs will be great. Will
you do it?"

"All right," acquiesced Marjorie. "What are you going as?"

"One of the 'Fat Friars,'" giggled Jerry. "Don't you remember, 'Four
Fat Friars Fanning a Fainting Fly'? I'm going to ask three more stout
girls to join me. We'll wear long, gray frocks, get bald-headed wigs and
carry palmleaf fans. I don't know anyone who would be willing to go as
the 'Fainting Fly,' so we'll have to do without him, I guess."

"You funny girl!" laughed Marjorie. "But how will everyone know who is
who after the unmasking? There will be so many queens and princesses and
kings and courtiers."

"We thought of that and we are going to put up a notice