"The polling is as follows," she announced.
"Muriel Burnitt . . . 27 Mavis Ramsay . . . 20 Merle Ramsay . . . 19 Edith Carey . . . 14 Aubrey Simpson . . . 12
"The two monitresses elected, therefore, are Muriel Burnitt and Mavis Ramsay."
Some of the girls raised a cheer, others took no notice; Miss Mitch.e.l.l, who seemed in a hurry, vanished back into the study. The boarders, hearing their tea-bell, made for the hostel.
"Congrats, Mavis!" said Iva, as she walked away arm-in-arm with Nesta.
"I"m glad the lot has fallen on you. Muriel was pretty sure of a walk-over, but it was a toss-up who was to be the fourth. I don"t mind telling you I voted for you myself. And so did Nesta, I"m sure."
"It was a ballot, and I"m not going to let out whom I voted for!"
declared Nesta. "Some people can"t keep their own secrets! All the same, I"m glad it"s you, Mavis. I wouldn"t have had Aubrey a monitress for worlds."
The Ramsays walked home together along the High Street to Bridge House.
Muriel Burnitt, escorted by Florrie and Viola Leach and the three little Andrews, was on in front, pluming herself upon her victory. The Careys had disappeared down the short cut to the Vicarage. Mavis hardly dared to look at Merle. The latter kept her face turned away and blinked her eyes hard. She had enough self-restraint not to weep openly in the High Street. When they reached their own door however, she bolted through the surgery entrance and, running into the garden, hid herself in the summer-house, whither Mavis, after a word to Aunt Nellie, presently followed her to offer what consolation she could.
"It"s not that I"m jealous of _you_!" sobbed Merle stormily. "I wanted us both to win! What does Muriel know about a decent game of hockey, or how to conduct a society, or run a school magazine? It"s idiotic that she should be chosen. Neither she nor Iva nor Nesta has ever been at a big school. A precious bungle they"ll make of their meetings. I know _you"ll_ be there--but you"re so gentle you"ll never stand up against them, and they"ll have everything their own silly way. "The Moorings" won"t be very much changed if it"s just to be run upon the same old lines. I shan"t bother to try and help. I might have done so much if they"d elected me, but what"s the use now? I"m frightfully and frantically disappointed. If Miss Mitch.e.l.l had had any sense she"d have waited a fortnight till she got to know the girls, and then have chosen the monitresses herself. If it"s Miss f.a.n.n.y"s fault, I"m not friends with her any more! Tea-time, did you say? I suppose I shall have to come in then, though I really don"t want any. Ugh! I hate everything!"
Tea that day was a dreary affair. Uncle David was out, Aunt Nellie had a headache so was unusually quiet, and Merle, with red eyes, sat silent and brooding. Mavis tried desperately to make a little conversation, but it was impossible to maintain a monologue, and she soon dropped the futile attempt. Merle, after eating half a piece of bread and b.u.t.ter and declining a chocolate biscuit, begged suddenly to be excused, and with two big unruly tears splashing down her cheeks fled from the room.
"Poor child! I"m afraid she"s terribly disappointed," commented Aunt Nellie sympathetically.
"It seems a pity she wasn"t chosen. I suppose she would have made a splendid monitress. It"s half the battle to be keen about anything."
Mavis agreed, pa.s.sed the cake, finished her tea, picked up the dropped st.i.tches in Aunt Nellie"s piece of knitting, carried a message to the cook, then went out into the garden. She wanted to be alone for a little while. There was a retired corner among the bushes by the wall overlooking the river. She had placed a box here for a seat, and called it her hermitage. Even Merle had not so far discovered it. It was a retreat where she could withdraw from everybody, and be absolutely uninterrupted and by herself. There was something about which she wished to think in quiet. The idea had been pressing upon her, clamouring in her brain ever since Miss Mitch.e.l.l"s announcement, but she must consider it carefully before she acted upon it. Sitting in her green nook, watching the golden light sparkling upon the river below, she faced her problem:
"_Merle would really make a far better monitress than I should. Oughtn"t I to give the post up to her?_"
It was a struggle, and a very difficult one, for Mavis, quiet though she was, had her ambitions, and it would be hard to yield place to her younger sister. It is only those who are accustomed to practise self- control who have the strength for an emergency. She longed for the opportunity of helping the school, and to stand aside voluntarily and give the work up to another seemed a big sacrifice.
"It"s got to be, though!" sighed Mavis. "I"ll go down and see Miss f.a.n.n.y about it at once. I expect I can make her understand."
Dodging Merle, who was disconsolately doing some gardening, she walked back to "The Moorings" and went to the hostel. Miss f.a.n.n.y, busy among the new boarders, received her with astonishment.
"What is it, Mavis? I can only spare you five minutes. You want to speak to me about the monitress-ship? My dear child, Miss Mitch.e.l.l will explain everything to you to-morrow, and tell you exactly what you have to do.
There"s no need to trouble about it now."
"It isn"t that, please, Miss f.a.n.n.y!" blushed Mavis. "The fact of the matter is that I think Merle ought to have been chosen instead of me. I was only one mark ahead of her. She"d make a far better monitress than I should. May I resign and let her have the post instead?"
This was coming to the point with a vengeance. Miss f.a.n.n.y knitted her eyebrows and pursed up her mouth into a b.u.t.ton.
"I rather expected Merle to be elected," she admitted cautiously.
"She"d be splendid!" urged Mavis, pursuing her advantage. "She"s a born leader. She"s able to organise things and to keep order, and she"s good at games. She"d throw herself heart and soul into it, and work tremendously at all the new schemes. She"d start clubs among the juniors as well as the seniors, and coach them in hockey, and do her level best!
I"ll guarantee she would!"
"And what about yourself? Can"t you do any of these things?" questioned Miss f.a.n.n.y.
"Not so well as Merle! I"m shyer, and I daren"t speak out, and I"m not much good at games. And oh! Miss f.a.n.n.y, there"s another side of the question. I know Merle so well. If she"s made monitress she"ll be heart and soul for the school and an enormous help, but--she"s a queer girl, and if she has no special place here or anything to concentrate her energy on, she may give trouble."
"That is certainly no reason for placing her in a post of authority,"
frowned Miss f.a.n.n.y.
"No--but she"s a girl who"s always for or against, and it"s so very important she should be on the right side. I believe this would be the making of her. She"d try for the sake of others when she wouldn"t make any effort for herself."
"I believe you"re right," conceded Miss f.a.n.n.y thoughtfully. "Miss Mitch.e.l.l would certainly be most relieved to have a monitress who was capable of organising the juniors at games. She was wondering how she was going to manage. Do I understand, then, that you wish to resign in favour of Merle?"
"Please! I"ll help her all I can in the background."
"Very well, Mavis. I"ll accept your resignation and announce the matter in school to-morrow. Now I must go, for I have a hundred things to do.
Tell Merle to come five minutes earlier in the morning and I"ll talk to her in the study. On the whole, I think the arrangement will be all for the best."
It was a very radiant, triumphant Mavis who ran home to the old garden, found Merle among the flowerbeds, and told her the glorious news.
"Sis! You can"t mean it! Is it true? Oh, I don"t like to take it! It"s too good of you! Don"t you really mind? It"s all the world to _me_.
I"ve been hoping to be made monitress ever since Miss Pollard spoke about reorganising the school. Won"t I have the time of my life! Monitress Merle! It sounds nice, doesn"t it? I must go and tell Jessop and Aunt Nellie! How astonished everybody will be in school to-morrow. Fay and Beata will be pleased. They were tremendously keen on my winning the ballot. I"m so glad about it I want to turn a somersault or do something mad. Come and dance with me, you old darling! What a trump you are!
You"re _sure_ you don"t mind?"
"Not a bit," said Mavis, swallowing a little lump in her throat. "Of course I"ll be ready to help you with anything whenever you want me.
There"ll be plenty of hard work just at first, no doubt. You"ll soon be up to your eyes in starting clubs and societies. Keep a corner for me on the school magazine if you found one. That"s all I bargain for. I always liked the Literary Society at Whinburn High. My hearty congratulations to you, and every good wish for the success of everything you undertake --Miss Monitress Merle!"
CHAPTER III
The New Monitress
The announcement of Mavis"s resignation and the consequent promotion of Merle to the post of monitress was received at school with varying degrees of surprise. Some of the girls regretted it, others thought that in the circ.u.mstances it was a wise decision.
"On the whole, I"m glad," admitted Iva in private to Nesta. "I love Mavis, but she"s too fine stuff for the job. It"s like trying to cut sacking with your most delicate pair of scissors. Now Merle will slash away and won"t mind anything. She"s not afraid of those juniors, and really some of them need a tight hand, the young wretches. It would half kill Mavis to have to battle with them. Merle enjoys fighting."
"She"ll get it, then," laughed Nesta. "There"ll be plenty of scope for it in the school, and I daresay I shall have a scrimmage or two with her myself. Certainly Muriel will! Don"t look shocked. We"ll do our squabbles in private if we have any. To the rest of the world, of course, the four monitresses will seem absolutely at one about everything. We won"t give ourselves away!"
In a school where hitherto there has been no strict standard of discipline, and which has suddenly doubled its numbers, it is rather a difficult matter to decide the absolute limits of authority. Miss Mitch.e.l.l, new herself, gave the monitresses some general rules and directions but left them to make what she called "their own by-laws."
"Work as much as you can through committees, and have an occasional general meeting to voice popular opinion," she counselled. "Always keep your position as leaders, but don"t degenerate into an oligarchy. Listen to just grievances, and try and bring everybody into harmony. The tone of the school will depend very largely upon you four. Remember it"s a responsibility as well as an honour to have such a post of trust."
By the wish of both Miss Pollard and Miss Mitch.e.l.l, it was arranged that Iva and Nesta, who were boarders, should busy themselves mostly with the affairs of the hostel, and that Muriel and Merle should look after those things which specially concerned the day-girls. There were, of course, various societies in which they could all unite, but the interests of both were to be equally balanced. In order that the girls should have time to inaugurate the numerous projects that loomed on the horizon, the last hour of the coming Thursday afternoon was set apart for the purpose, and a general meeting was to be held in the schoolroom.
"I shall leave you to manage it entirely yourselves," said Miss Mitch.e.l.l.
"Found your own clubs, make your own arrangements, and elect your own committees and officers. You can come and tell me about it afterwards."
Merle, rejoicing over the liberty thus given, found Iva, Nesta, and Muriel a trifle nervous and diffident.
"The fact of the matter is," admitted Iva ruefully, "we none of us know how to conduct a public meeting. What do you _do_? I"ve a vague idea that there ought to be a chairman and a secretary, but what else? Rather weak of us, isn"t it? It seems so humiliating to go and tell Miss Mitch.e.l.l we can"t carry on! She"ll think us queer monitresses. Merle, can you give any light?"
"We used to have heaps of public meetings at Whinburn High, and I think I know the ropes. I can coach you all up beforehand. I should say we"d better find out what girls are most likely to be of help, and arrange for them to be proposed as members of committees. There"s Mavis, of course.