Through that means she got my composition in the first place, pledged me to silence in the second place, and so confused my moral perceptions that I really thought it praiseworthy to shelter her from what I had suffered.

However, without betrayal on my part, the trick came to light through the very means she took to make concealment sure.

After compositions were read they were handed over to a certain teacher for criticism.

Miss -- -- had copied mine, and returned to me the original.

I had not copied hers, so the two were in the same handwriting--one with my name outside and one with Miss -- --'s.
As I stood well in school, both for scholarship and behavior, my sudden fall from grace occasioned no end of discussion.