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was then framed in the ominous black lining of the police patrol. It had been jealousy ever since. Dorothy had made friends with the best girls in Glenwood, she had been taken up by the teachers, she had been given the best part in the play (but Viola could not stand that) and now that the play had been abandoned on account of the death of Mrs. Panghorn's father, and that Dorothy had been disgraced, what more did Viola crave? Was not her vengeance complete? But the girls were beginning to doubt the story, and those who did not actually disbelieve it were tiring of its phases. The promised excitement did not develop. All the plans of the Rebs were dead, and to be a member of that party did not mean happiness,--it meant actual danger of discipline. Viola was too shrewd not to notice all this, and to realize that her clientele was falling off alarmingly. Would she really leave Glenwood? The wrong done Dorothy seemed to be righting itself in spite of all her devices, and that girl, disgraced though she stood in the eyes of many, seemed happier at the moment than Viola herself. "I wish I had gone home when I had father's last letter," reflected the girl, looking in her mirror at the traces of grief that insisted on setting their stamp upon her olive face. "But now, of course that old cat Higley will make a fuss--Oh, I wish I never had seen these cracked walls. I wish I had gone to a fashionable school--" She stopped suddenly. Why not get away now to that swell school near Boston? She could surely set aside her mother's foolish sentiment about Glenwood,--just because she had met Mrs. Pangborn abroad and had become interested in this particular school for girls. Viola had enough of it. She would leave--go home. And then perhaps--she might get to the Beaumonde Academy. CHAPTER XXI SUNSHINE AGAIN A sense of suppressed excitement greeted Dorothy as she entered the classroom. Edna and Molly managed to greet her personally with a pleasant little nod, and even Miss Higley raised her eyes to say good morning. Certainly Dorothy felt heroic--and she had good reason. Having suffered so long from a mysterious insult, she now had fortified herself against its stigma. At the same time she was conscious of an awful weight hanging over her head--like the gloom of those who suffer without hope. "She just looks like a sweet nun," whispered Ned to Amy. "Doesn't she," agreed Amy. "I wish we
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