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eceiving one after another forty-eight decided negatives. Miss Bowes sighed wearily as it came to an end, and turned to Miss Teddington, who had sat on the platform silent but frowning during the ordeal. "We cannot let it rest here." "Certainly not!" snapped Miss Teddington firmly. "The matter must be sifted to the bottom." The two Principals conferred for a moment in whispers, then Miss Bowes announced: "Girls, this affair must be very carefully inquired into. I hoped it was only a practical joke, but a circumstance came to my knowledge last night which, I fear, may lend a more sinister aspect to it than either Miss Teddington or I had imagined. I am most deeply disappointed that the code of honour which we have always upheld at The Woodlands seems by some of you to have been broken. I shall have more to say to you later on. In the meantime you may go to your classrooms." Very solemnly the girls turned to march in their separate forms from the hall; but as IV B filed through the door there was a sudden outcry, a hustling, a rush of other girls, and an excited, aghast crowd. "It's here! It's here, Miss Bowes!" shouted Doris Deane. "Rona Mitchell had it! It fell from her blouse pocket when she pulled out her handkerchief." "It's Rona!" "We saw it fall!" "She had it all the time!" "Oh, the sneak!" "Silence!" thundered Miss Bowes, ringing her bell. In the midst of the sudden hush the Principal walked down the hall and took the pendant from Doris's hand. "What have you to say for yourself, Rona Mitchell?" Rona was standing staring as if a ghost had suddenly risen up and confronted her. Her vermilion colour had faded, and left her face deadly white. "Rona, do you hear me?" Rona shivered slightly, glanced desperately at Miss Bowes, then cast her eyes on the floor. She did not attempt to reply. "I give you one more chance, Rona." "Oh, Rona," interrupted Ulyth, who was weeping hot tears of dismay, "remember the Camp-fire! For the sake of the school, Rona!" She drew back, choking with emotion, as Miss Bowes waved her aside. Rona gazed for a moment full at Ulyth--a long, long, searching gaze, as if she would read Ulyth's very soul in her eyes. Then the colour flooded back, a full tide of crimson, over brow and neck. "Yes--for the sake of the school!" she repeated unsteadily, and, bursting into tears, hid her burning face in her hands. Miss Teddington hastily dismissed the other g
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