Pupils were thinking less of what they wore and how much
amusement they could crowd in, and more about making grades that
would pass them with credit from year to year. The horrors of
the war and the disorders following it had begun to impress upon
the young brains growing into maturity the idea that soon it
would be their task to take over the problems that were now
vexing the world's greatest statesmen and its wisest and most
courageous women. A tendency was manifesting itself among young
people to equip themselves to take a worthy part in the struggles
yet to come. Classmates who had looked with toleration upon
Linda's common-sense shoes and plain dresses because she was her
father's daughter, now looked upon her with respect and
appreciation because she started so many interesting subjects for
discussion, because she was so rapidly developing into a creature
well worth looking at. Always she would be unusual because of
her extreme height, her narrow eyes, her vivid coloring. But a
greater maturity, a fuller figure, had come to be a part of the
vision with which one looked at Linda. In these days no one saw
her as she was. Even her schoolmates had fallen into the habit
of seeing her as she would be in the years to come.
Thus far she had been able to keep her identities apart without
any difficulty; but the book proposition was so unexpected, it
was such a big thing to result from her modest beginning, that
Linda realized that she must proceed very carefully, she must
concentrate with all her might, else her school work would begin
to suffer in favor of the book.
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