with Lil's play. You can see that she believes her play was slighted and that it is a great deal better than yours, Jess."
"I guess she has a good opinion of it," returned Jess, laughing.
"Well, suppose this fellow tells her she is right, and that he can get it produced, if she will put up the money?" suggested Mother Wit. "I—I wish Lil would place confidence in me."
"Tell her mother."
"No use," sighed Laura. "I doubt if she would even listen to me. She wouldn't want to be bothered. You know very well the kind of woman Mrs. Pendleton is."
"Well, I don't suppose it is any of our business, anyway," spoke Jess.
"It is. Lil is one of us—one of the girls of Central High. We have a deep interest in anything that concerns her. The only trouble is," sighed Laura, "I don't know just what is best to do."
