lightly.

"That idea is worth looking into," said Grace eagerly. "We might help a
great deal."

"Grace has the 'Busy Little Helper' stunt on the brain," jeered Jessica.

"Anything to keep matters moving," laughed Grace. "I'm an advocate of
the strenuous life. But seriously, girls, how splendid it would be to
feel that we had been instrumental in rebuilding the gymnasium."

"Fine," agreed Nora. "We used to sing a song in kindergarten when I was
very young and foolish that started out, 'We are little builders,'
although at that time I never expected to really become one."

"Nora," said Grace severely, "you have all Hippy's bad traits and some
of your own thrown in."

It was nearing six o'clock before the four friends left the scene of the
fire and started for home. Nora's prediction of rain proved true, for
just as they made their way across the campus the rain began to come
down in torrents, wetting them to the skin, but in no respect dampening
their joy over the fact that this shower had come just in time to save
their High School from further ravage by the flames.

CHAPTER V

NORA BECOMES A PRIZE "SUGGESTER"

"The thing to do is to decide just what we want, and then go ahead with
it."

Grace Harlowe energetically addressed her remarks to the members of the
Phi Sigma Tau, who had taken possession of the Harlowe's comfortable
living room.

It was Saturday afternoon, and a special meeting had been called with
the object of discussing the best way to get money for the rebuilding of
the gymnasium, that the fire had completely destroyed, although the
splendid efforts of the firemen had prevented the flames from extending
to the main buildings, and the rain had completed their good work.

Grace had allowed no grass to grow under her feet, but had gone to the
root of the matter the day following the fire, and found that the school
could expect no assistance from the city or the state that year. She had
thereupon racked her usually fertile brain for money-making schemes, but
so far had settled on nothing, so she had called in her friends, and the
Phi Sigma Tau had been in council for the past half hour without having
advanced a single prolific idea.

"Think hard, girls," begged Grace. "We simply must do something that
will make Oakdale sit up and take notice, and incidentally spend their
money."

"We might give a play or a concert," suggested Eva Allen.

"Not original enough to draw the crowd," vetoe