and nobody be eligible for office again within twelve months."
"And I beg to second the proposal," cried Gladys.
"Those in favour, kindly signify!" said the President.
"Put it to the ballot!" suggested Alice O'Connor eagerly.
"No, we'll have a show of hands," returned Hetty grimly. "We want to know which among you are answerable for this business. In all common sense, how do you suppose a magazine can be run properly with a different editress each time? But it's evidently a question of Gipsy Latimer versus Maude Helm as leader of the Lower School. Which will you choose, girls?"
Several hands that were on the point of going up wavered at that, and went down again. Maude was not a general favourite, and though she had contrived to raise a spirit of envy against Gipsy, nobody was anxious to claim her as a leader.
"I suggested Leonora as editress," corrected Maude, rising angrily. "Miss Poppleton herself proposed it!"
But at that there was a scornful laugh. Maude had made a fatal mistake. Miss Poppleton's championship, far from being a recommendation, was exactly the reverse. The girls resented her interference in their private concerns, and did not intend to allow her the least voice in their councils.
"We don't want Poppie's pet, thanks!"
"She's not going to manage our Guild for us!"
"We can make our own choice!"
So few hands went up in favour of Maude's proposal
