Wait for T.O., commanded Loraine, and of course they waited. Loraine’s commands were always obeyed, Laura Ann said, because her name was such a queeny one. Nobody else in the little colony - the B-Hive - had a queeny name. Though I just missed it, sighed Laura Ann. Think what a little step from Loraine to Laur’ Ann! I always just miss things. T.O. was apt to be late. She never rode, and, being short, was not a remarkable walker. To-night she was later than usual. The three other girls got into kimonos and slippers and prepared tea. In all their minds the Grand Plan was fomenting, and it was not easy to wait. A cheer greeted T.O. as she came in, wet and weary and cheerful.