Laura and Jess explained about the peculiarly printed bill, which had given the first named so much trouble in making up her father"s accounts the evening before.
"But that may be all explained in time," said Janet.
"All right," grumbled Bobby Hargrew. "But suppose poor Chet has to lose fifty dollars?"
"Father is going to take the bill to the bank to-morrow to see if they can explain the mystery," Laura said.
"But that will not explain the mystery of the stranger." said Jess. "Why, he is a regular "man of mystery," isn"t he?"
"Humph!" said Bobby. "And so is the fellow the boys think ran him down. He is a man of mystery as well."
CHAPTER V
SAND IN THE GEARS
Since the whole school had taken such a tremendous interest in "the profession" at the time Central High blossomed forth in Jess Morse"s play, the M.O.R.s had given several playlets, and Mrs. Case, the physical instructor, had staged folk dances and tableaux in the big hall.
For the Red Cross the a.s.sociation of girls connected with the Girls Branch Athletic League that had carried forward these smaller affairs, had determined to stage "a real play." Nellie Agnew, the doctor"s daughter, and secretary of the club, had sent to a publisher for copies of plays that could be put on by amateurs, and interest in the affair waxed high already.
The princ.i.p.al point of decision was the ident.i.ty of the play they were to produce. Mr. Sharp and the other members of the school faculty had agreed to let the girls act, and the big hall, or auditorium, could be used for the production. At noon on Monday the girls interested in the performance met in the princ.i.p.als office to decide upon the play.
"And of course," grumbled Bobby Hargrew to the Lockwood twins, Dora and Dorothy, "all the teachers have got to come and interfere. We can"t do a sol-i-ta-ry thing without Gee Gee, or Miss Black, or some of them, poking their noses into it."
"You can"t say that Professor Dimp pokes his nose into our affairs,"
laughed Dora.
"No, indeed," said her twin. "Outside of his Latin and physics he doesn"t seem to have a single idea."
"Doesn"t he?" scoffed Bobby. "The boys say he"s gone into the dressmaking business, or something."
"What is that?" asked Dora, smiling. "What do they mean?"
"Why, the professor"s niece is living with him now. He is not much used to having a woman in his sitting-room, I guess. She sits and sews with him in the evening while he reads or corrects our futile work," said Bobby, grinning.
"The other night Ellie Lingard--that"s his niece--lost her scissors and she said they hunted all over the room for them. The next morning in one of the physics cla.s.ses the professor opened his book, and there were the lost scissors, which he had tucked into it for a bookmark while he helped Ellie Lingard hunt for her lost property."
"Oh, oh!" laughed the twins.
"The worst of it was," continued Bobby, with an elfish grin, "Old Dimple grabbed them up and said right out loud: "Oh, here they are, Ellie!" The boys just hooted, and poor Old Dimp was as mad as a hatter."
"The poor old man," said Dorothy commiseratingly.
It was a fact that, although Professor Dimp did not interfere in this play business, most of the other teachers desired to have their opinions considered. The girls would not have minded Mr. Sharp. Indeed, they courted his advice. But when Miss Grace Gee Carrington stood up to speak, some of them audibly groaned.
Miss Carrington was Mr. Sharp"s a.s.sistant and almost in complete control of the girls of the school. At least, the girls came in contact with her much more than they did with Mr. Sharp himself.
She was a very stiff and precise woman, with an acrid temper and a sharp tongue. She had been teaching unruly girls for so many years that she was to a degree quite soured upon the world--especially that world of school which she had so much to do with.
Of late, however, Miss Carrington had become interested "quite in a human way," her girls said, in a person who had first appeared to the ken of the girls of Central High as a Gypsy girl. Margit Salgo"s father, a Hungarian Gypsy musician, had married Miss Carrington"s sister, much against the desire of Miss Grace Gee Carrington herself. When the orphaned Margit found her way to Centerport she made such an impression upon her aunt"s heart that the latter finally took the girl into her own home and adopted her as "Margaret Carrington."
That, however, could not change Miss Carrington"s nature. She was severe and (in the opinion of fly-away Bobby Hargrew) she was much inclined to interfere in the girls" affairs. On this occasion the girls were not disappointed when Miss Carrington "said her little say."
"I approve of any acceptable attempt to raise funds for such a worthy object as this we have in mind," said Miss Carrington. "An exhibition which will interest the school in general and our parents and friends likewise, meets, I am sure, with the approval of us all. Some of our young ladies, I feel quite sure, show some talent for playing, and much interest therein.
Without meaning to pun, I would add that I wish they showed as great talent for work as for play."
"She could not help giving us that dig, if she were to be martyred for it,"
Nellie Agnew whispered to Laura.
"Sh! She"ll see your lips move," warned Dora Lockwood, on the other side of the doctor"s daughter. "I believe she has learned lip reading."
Miss Carrington went on quite calmly: "The first consideration, however, it seems to me, is the selection of the play. I should not wish to see the standard of Central High lowered by the acting of a play that would cater only to the amus.e.m.e.nt-loving crowd. It should be educational. We should achieve in a small way what the Greek players tried to teach--a love of beauty, of form, of some great truth that can be inculcated in this way on the public mind."
"But, Miss Carrington!" cried Bess Yeager, one of the seniors, almost interrupting the staid teacher, "we want to make money for the Red Cross.
We could not get a room full with a Greek play."
"I beg Miss Yeager"s pardon," said Miss Carrington stiffly. "We have our standard of education to uphold first of all."
"I hope you will excuse me, Miss Carrington," said Laura, likewise rising to object. "Our first object is to give the people something that will amuse them so that they will crowd the auditorium. Otherwise our object will not have been achieved. This is a purely money-making scheme," added the jeweler"s daughter with her low, sweet laugh.
"I am amazed to hear you say so!" exclaimed the instructor, quick for argument at any time. "Have you young ladies no higher desire than to make the rabble laugh?"
"I want you to know," muttered Jess Morse, "that my mother is coming, and she isn"t "rabble.""
Perhaps it was fortunate that Miss Carrington did not hear this comment.
But she could not fail to hear some of the others made by the girls. There was earnest protest in all parts of the room. Mr. Sharp brought them to order.
"Miss Carrington has, under ordinary circ.u.mstances, made an excellent point, and I want you all to notice it," said the princ.i.p.al. "We are an educational inst.i.tution here on the hill. If we were giving a cla.s.s play, or anything like that, I should vote for Miss Carrington"s idea. At such a time something primarily educational should be in order.
"But as I understand it, you young ladies are going to act for the benefit of the Red Cross fund, and what will benefit that fund the most is the drawing together of a well-paying crowd to see you act.
"I am afraid we shall have to set aside our own desires, Miss Carrington,"
he continued, smiling at his a.s.sistant. "We must let the actors choose their own play--as long as it is a proper one--and abide for once by the decision of those of our friends who wish to be amused rather than educated."
"He"s half backing her up!" complained Dora.
"Well, he has to pour oil on the troubled waters," whispered Laura.
"Huh!" grumbled Bobby Hargrew. "But Gee Gee is determined to throw sand in the gears, not oil on the waters. She always does."
Really, Miss Carrington seemed in an interfering mood that day. Nellie had a collection of plays from which they were supposed to choose that very session the one to be acted. There was but brief time to learn the parts and the acting directions. But Mr. Mann, who had directed them in other plays, said he thought he would be able to whip the girls into shape for a performance in two weeks. Although they were amateurs, they had all had some experience.
When the girls themselves got a chance to talk it was shown that their desires were all for a parlor comedy with bright lines, some farcical turns to the plot, but a play of sufficient weight to gain the approval of sober-minded people. It was, however, far from being cla.s.sic.
"Such a play is preposterous!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Miss Carrington, breaking out again. "Don"t you think so yourself, Mr. Sharp?"