r impertinent young noses into our
Form room," said Doreen Tristram. "I told you before to quit!"

"Do you want to be turned out by brute force?" added Gertrude Harding.
"It would be an undignified exit, I'm afraid."

Despite the threat, none of the four delegates budged an inch.

"You say what we're here for," whispered Meg, nudging Gipsy.

Thus urged, Gipsy opened her campaign:

"We're all four members of the Photographic Guild, and we've come to ask
for the developing machine. Some of us in the Fourth want to use it."

"In-deed! I dare say you do!"

"Don't you wish you may get it, that's all!"

"Cheek!"

"Look here--clear out of our classroom!"

"Not until I've asked a few questions," returned Gipsy firmly. "Is the
developing machine the property of the Photographic Guild?"

"I suppose it is," grudgingly admitted Ada Dawkins.

"Then why aren't all members allowed to use it?"

"Because we're not going to have it spoilt by kids' meddlesome fingers.
That's the reason, and a very good one too!"

"The Juniors pay their subscriptions as well as the Seniors, so they've
a right to everything that's the common property of the Guild,"
persisted Gipsy.

"No, they haven't!" snapped Helen Roper, the head girl. "Nobody but
members of the Committee has a right to anything. If you think we're
going to let you Juniors come interfering, you're just mistaken, and the
sooner you undeceive yourselves the better."

"We only want our rights."

"Rights? You've got no rights! It's privilege enough for you to be
allowed to belong to the Guild at all."

"A great privilege to pay our shillings!"

"You're allowed to vote, you know," put in Lena Morris, who possibly had
heard a hint of what was brewing in the Lower School. "You can elect any
of us as officers that you like, for any of the Guilds."

"And much good that is, when you all play into one another's hands!"
burst out Gipsy. "Who gets the best parts in the Dramatic and the
Musical, I should like to know? Who votes the prizes in the Sports?"

Helen Roper turned rather red. The difference in the qualities of the
prizes offered to Seniors and Juniors in the last athletic contest had
been so marked as to call forth comment from the mistresses.

"That's nothing to do with it," she faltered rather lamely. "If you
Juniors have any complaints to make, you must make them at the Annual
Meeting."

"We're going to," said Hetty Hancock grimly.

"Then in the meantime keep