nate them if you could. Every girl here will remain in her seat after prayers in the chapel tomorrow morning. Remember!"
She whipped out a notebook and pencil and evidently wrote Mary Cox's name at the head of her list. The Fox was furiously red and furiously angry.
"I might have known you would be spying on us, Miss Picolet," she said, bitingly. "Suppose some of us should play the spy on you, Miss Picolet, and should run to Mrs. Tellingham with what we might discover?"
"Go to your room instantly!" exclaimed the French teacher, with indignation. "You shall have an extra demerit for that, Miss!"
Yet Ruth, who had been watching the teacher's face intently, saw that she became actually pallid, that her lips seemed to be suddenly blue, and the countless little wrinkles that covered her cheeks were more prominent than ever before.
Mary Cox flounced out and disappeared. The teacher pointed to the chums' waste-basket and said to Bell , the unfaithful sentinel:
"Empty your plate in that receptacle, Miss Tingley. Spill the contents of that vase in the bowl. Now, Miss, to your room."
Belle obeyed. So she made each girl, as she called her name and wrote it in her book, throw
