To clear up this mystery, should be a matter of vital interest to you, too, as this letter is really an insinuation against you." Grace was silent.
"I am waiting for you, Grace," said the principal.

"Will you do as I wish ?" The tears rushed to Grace's eyes.

"Forgive me, Miss Thompson," she said tremulously, "but I can tell you nothing." "You are doing wrong, Grace, in withholding your knowledge," said the older woman rather sternly, "and I am greatly displeased at your stubbornness.

Ordinarily I would not ask you to betray any of your schoolmates, but in this instance I am justified, and you are making a serious mistake in sacrificing your duty upon the altar of school-girl honor." "I am sorry, Miss Thompson," said Grace, striving to steady her voice.
"I value your good opinion above everything, but I can tell you nothing you wish to know.

Please, please don't ask me." "Very well," responded the principal in a tone of cold dismissal, turning to her desk.
With a half-stifled sob, Grace hurried from the room.