She touched the girl on the shoulder and said, "You seem to be in distress.

Can I do anything to help you ?" Then Grace gave a little surprised exclamation.

The face turned toward her was that of Mabel Allison, the freshman prize girl.

The glare from the neighboring light revealed her tear-swollen eyes and quivering lips.
She gave Grace one long, agonized look, then dropped her head on her arm and sobbed harder than ever.
"Why, Miss Allison, don't cry so," soothed Grace.

"Tell me what your trouble is.