erson in the world, but she is
so lovely and so rich that she is used always to having her own way. She
thinks that we girls are prejudiced against this Mr. Holt because he said
the things he did about Tania. By the way, I wonder what the little witch
has against him? I mean to ask her some day. But let's not trouble about
Philip Holt any more. He is just a toady. I don't care what he says or
does. We have done our duty by him for this afternoon at least. He won't
join us again. Let's go over to that lovely hill and have a good,
old-fashioned talk."

Phil's face cleared. After all, she and Madge could get along much,
better without troublesome outsiders.

"Isn't it a wonderful afternoon, Phil?" asked the little captain after
they had climbed the little hill and were seated on a grassy knoll. "We
can see the ocean over there! Wouldn't you like to be swimming down there
under the water, where it is so cool and lovely and there would be
nothing to trouble one?"

"What a water-baby you are," smiled Phil, giving her chum's arm a soft
pressure. "I sometimes think that you must have come out of a sea-shell.
I suppose you are thinking of the old pearl diver again."

"Phil," demanded Madge abruptly, "have you ever thought of what
profession you would have liked to follow if you had been born a boy
instead of a girl?"

"I do not have to think to answer that," replied Phyllis, "I know. If I
were a boy, I should study to become a physician, like my father; but
even though I am a girl, I am going to study medicine just the same. As
soon as we get through college I shall begin my course."

"Phil," Madge's voice sounded unusually serious, "don't set your heart
too much, dear, on my going to college with you in the fall. I don't know
it positively, but I think that Uncle is having some business trouble. He
and Aunt have been worried for the past year about some stocks they own.
I shan't feel that I have any right to let them send me to college unless
I can make up my mind that I shall be willing to teach to earn my living
afterward. And I can't teach, Phil, dear. I should never make a
successful teacher," ended Madge with a sigh.

"I can't imagine you as a teacher," smiled Phil, "but I am sure that you
will marry before you are many years older."

"Marry!" protested Madge indignantly. "Why do you think I shall marry?
Why, I was wishing this very minute that I were a man so that I could set
out on a voyage of discovery and sail