isposed, and inclined to spend her superabundant
pocket-money for the good of her companions, she appeared anxious to
take advantage on the other side. She readily accepted all the
chocolates and caramels that were offered her, but made no return; and
if she bought any sweets she ate them herself in privacy. She
appropriated other girls' hockey sticks, books, or fountain pens
unblushingly, but had always an excuse if anyone wished to sample her
possessions.

"She's the meanest thing I ever met in my life," said Lennie Chapman
indignantly one day. "She borrowed my penknife three times this morning,
and when I asked her what had become of her own, she said it was such a
nice one, it seemed a pity to use it."

"She spoilt my stylo. yesterday," complained Norah Bell, "and she never
even offered to buy me another."

"She's greedy, too," said Daisy Scatcherd, swelling the list of
Leonora's crimes. "When I handed her my box of candied fruits, she
picked out the very biggest!"

"How piggie!"

"And yet she's plenty of pocket-money."

"Oh, yes, heaps, as much as she likes to ask for."

"I don't see what's the use of being a millionairess if you're a miser
at the same time!" remarked Dilys scornfully.

A girl who receives everything and dispenses nothing is never popular
among her companions, so it was scarcely surprising that Leonora won no
favour. A few mercenary spirits, encouraged by the reputation of her
millions, made tentative advances of friendship, but rapidly withdrew
them on the discovery that it was likely to prove a one-sided bargain.

"I wouldn't be friends with her if she owned the Bank of England!"
declared Lennie. "I think she's too contemptible for words."

"By the by, girls," said Dilys, "it's Miss Edith's birthday on the 1st
of March. Aren't we Junior boarders going to get up anything in the way
of a present? I know the Seniors are giving her one."

"Rather!" said Fiona Campbell. "I'd stretch a point for Miss Edie if I
was on the verge of bankruptcy. I vote we open a subscription list. I'm
good for half a crown."

"I expect most of us are," replied Lennie, taking paper and pencil to
write down names. "Except Leonora Parker!" she added with a laugh.

"Don't you think she'll give?"

"Not generously."

"Oh, she'll have to!"

"I declare, we'll make her for once!" said Dilys indignantly. "She
shan't sneak out of everything."

"I don't see how you're going to make her."

"The millionairess won