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Just then a lady passed by and stopped to smile at Selina Joe. "What is that building?" Selina Joe asked the woman. "That's the state reformatory for girls." The woman answered. "That's where the state puts the girls who break the law. Before the girls can leave, they have to show that they have changed for the better." "Changed..." Selina Joe whispered, still staring at the reformatory. "Different from what they were? Do they go to school there?" "Yes，" said the woman. "Would they take a girl who only had six months of school?" She asked softly. The woman laughed. "You don't understand." She said. "The reformatory only takes bad girls. A girl like you would never go there." Selina Joe sighed. She spent the afternoon, watching the big white house, its wide windows, and the girls sitting under the trees. When it was dark, Selina Joe went around to the back of the house. She climbed over the black iron fence and looked into one of the windows. Two girls her own age sat at the table, reading books. "Can I come in?" Selina Joe whispered to them. The two girls (were) surprised, but one of them said, "Sure. Step right in." She told them she wanted to stay at the reformatory and go to school there. She wanted to be changed. The girls liked the idea. They thought it would be a good joke on the reformatory's head teacher Marry Shane. Everyone called her Old Iron Jaw, because she never smiled. The girls gave Selina Joe a skirt and a blouse. They hid her under their bed that night when Old Iron Jaw came to inspect the rooms. The next morning, they shared their breakfast with her. But Marry Shane, the head teacher, had good eyes. Right after breakfast, Selina Joe felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up into the serious face of Old Iron Jaw's