Garnet said little, so little that her enthusiastic chum was almost disappointed.

Winona, judging by her own feelings, expected her to be at delirium point.
Beatrice Howell and Olave Parry, the two candidates who had failed, were receiving condolences with chastened resignation, the rest were in various stages of jubilee.
That evening, about six o'clock, a small packet was left at Abbey Close, directed to Miss Winona Woodward.

She opened it eagerly.

It held a small jewelers' box containing a beautiful little ring, and was accompanied by a letter from Garnet.
"DEAR WIN" (so the letter ran),--"You must have thought me slack this morning when you were congratulating me, but the fact was I was utterly overwhelmed.

I'd hoped and hoped to win the scholarship, and then put the idea away, and when I knew my good fortune I just felt stunned.