"What made Bernice act so?
I was sure you knew from the way you looked when you joined us." Mary was almost in tears as she repeated what she had told Joyce, for she could see that the Little Colonel's temper was rising to white heat.
"And Bernice said it wasn't the first time you had treated her so.

She said that Malcolm MacIntyre was so attentive to her last summer while you were away at the Springs; that he sent her flowers and candy and took her driving, and was like her very shadow until you came home.

Then he dropped her like a hot potato, and you monopolized him so that you succeeded in keeping him away from her altogether." "Malcolm!" gasped Lloyd.

"Malcolm was my especial friend long befoah I evah heard of Bernice Howe! Why, at the very first Valentine pahty I evah went to, he gave me the little silvah arrow he won in the archery contest, for me to remembah him by.

I've got it on this very minute." She put her hand up to the little silver pin that fastened the lace of her surplice collar.