If the dean knew of this affair I am afraid there would be war indeed." "Shall I tell her ?" asked Elfreda eagerly.

"I think I'd better; then they won't dare to make me leave college." "Listen to me, Elfreda," said Grace firmly.

"No one can make you leave college unless you fail in your studies or do something really reprehensible, but there is one thing you must make up your mind to do if you wish to stay here, and have the girls like you." "What is it ?" inquired Elfreda suspiciously.
"You mustn't tell tales," was Grace's frank answer.

"No matter what the girls do or say to you, don't carry it to the officials of the college." "Do you mean that I'm to submit to all kinds of insults and not take my own part ?" demanded Elfreda, forgetting her grief and assuming a belligerent air.
"You are not fighting your own battles when you carry your grievances to the dean, the registrar, or any other member of the faculty," said Grace gravely.

"You are merely giving them unpleasant information to which they dislike to listen." "Humph!" was the contemptuous ejaculation.