The astute young woman had detected the pitiable subterfuge.

For what else did she stand at the head of her class, and had doting parents paid three years' tuition?
The storm had passed, and the sun was shining quite cheerily in the eastern recitation room the next morning when Miss Kate, whose seat was nearest the window, placing her hand pathetically upon her heart, affected to fall in bashful and extreme agitation upon the shoulder of Carry, her neighbor.

"HE has come," she gasped in a thrilling whisper.
"Who ?" asked Carry sympathetically, who never clearly understood when Kate was in earnest.

"Who ?--Why, the man who rescued us last night! I saw him drive to the door this moment.

Don't speak; I shall be better in a moment--there!" she said, and the shameless hypocrite passed her hand pathetically across her forehead with a tragic air.
"What can he want ?" asked Carry, whose curiosity was excited.