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"She is too easy.... That is what is the matter with her. When Madame Schakael found her in Jennie's room that night she ought to have told just how she had been crowded out of her own room and after paying for all the goodies you girls stuffed yourselves with, too! "Why, I'd be ashamed! She took her punishment and never said a word. Jennie can prove that.
Some of your class came in last spring so as to take up certain studies to fit them for the beginning of the fall work. I presume, from what Madame Schakael says, that your school was a pretty good one, and that you were brought along farther in your primary and grammar studies than some of the others. "However, Rathmore knows her way about.
She was to telegraph back to Miss Prentice when she arrived at Cincinnati. At the same time she was supposed to telegraph ahead to the principal of Pinewood Hall, Madame Schakael. This had all been arranged beforehand; Nancy had been thoroughly instructed by Miss Prentice. But the girl had made up her mind not to send the dispatch on to Pinewood Hall until she was ready to leave Cincinnati.
"How do you expect the nice girls here at Pinewood Hall will want to associate with you? "And let me tell you, Miss, that I refuse to room with you another day. I shall tell Madame Schakael so right now!" concluded Cora, her face very red and her black eyes flashing angrily.
"So Nance wouldn't break her word, and I found her crying in the back hall there, and told her I would bring back her bag. That's the truth! You girls have driven her to all that. "And now," continued the wrathful Jennie, "I'm going in there to tell Madame Schakael all about it. You girls don't want to associate with Nancy because she is an orphan and has no home?
"He he is a peculiar boy. But I know him. I have been to his home. He is my friend." "And Garvan's Hotel?" "Is where Mr. Gordon lives. He is a bachelor." "Ah! Then I presume it is all right. But to go to Cincinnati at night there is a train in an hour " "Dear Madame Schakael!" cried Jennie. "Let me go with her. I'll take care of her."
"Thank you, Madame," said the girl, and hurried away to her first class with the letters fairly burning a hole in her pocket. There would be no opportunity before the first intermission at 10:30 o'clock to look at their contents. Madame Schakael had prophesied that Nancy would be perfect in her recitations that day, and so there would be no doubt of her being able to go skating on the river.
Well, I don't want to associate with you because you are all too mean to bother with! There now!" And the excited Jennie came down the steps, strode across the hall and entered the anteroom of the principal's office, closing the door with a bang. It was seldom that Madame Schakael seemed so stern as on this occasion.
She had been forbidden to leave the building, save at stated times with the physical instructor, until the Christmas holidays, which were three weeks away. Madame Schakael had bound her, on her honor, to remain a prisoner in the Hall until the ban of displeasure should be lifted. She had tacitly promised to obey, and therefore the Madame had set no spy upon Nancy's footsteps.
So she borrowed her fare of Madame Schakael and took the first train home; and Pinewood Hall never saw her again. Indeed, the girls she left behind scarcely heard of Grace Montgomery. She never wrote to Cora, even; and had Bob Endress not come over from Cornell for the New Year dance, Nancy and Jennie would not have heard much about her.
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