our heart, miss! it is
you that are kind. You mean kindly--no one more so--and so I have said
to them."

"But it will be a nice thing if my girl gets expelled owing to her,"
said a sour-faced woman, coming forward now and placing her arms akimbo
just in front of Kathleen.

"Is it that that every one is thinking about?" said Kathleen. She stood
still for a minute. The color left her face. She felt a wave of
tempestuous blood pressing against her heart; then it all rushed back in
a fiery color into her cheeks and in brightness to her eyes.

"And Alice knew of this," she said to herself; "and when I didn't come
to school this morning she thought that I was afraid. Afraid!--Don't
keep me, good people," said Kathleen. "Make way, please. I am sorry I am
a little late."

She walked past them all. When she got as far as the school door she
turned to Mrs. Hopkins.

"You can tell your aunt that the almshouse is safe," she said, and then
she blew a kiss to her and disappeared into the school.

CHAPTER XXVIII.

WHO WAS THE RINGLEADER?

In the passage a monitress was standing, and when she saw Kathleen she
came up to her and said in an agitated tone:

"They are all assembled in the great hall. Go in quickly; you may be in
time, after all."

The voice of the monitress quite shook, and there was a troubled, very
nearly tearful expression in her eyes.

"But why is the whole school in the central hall?" asked Kathleen. "Why
are they not in their different classrooms?"

"Go in--go in," said the monitress. "You will know when you find
yourself there; and there is not a moment to lose."

So Kathleen, impelled by a curious power which seemed to drive her
whether she will it or not, opened the door of the great central hall
and entered. She found it quite full. The four hundred girls who
composed the Great Shirley School were all present; so were the
teachers, and so were the professors who came to give them music and
drawing and literature lessons. So was the head-mistress, Miss
Ravenscroft; and also, seated on the same little raised platform, were
the six ladies who formed the governors. The governors sat in a little
circle, Miss Mackenzie in the middle. Miss Mackenzie looked hard and
very firm. Her iron-gray hair, her false teeth, her prominent nose, and
her rather cruel steel-gray eyes made themselves felt all down the long
room. The other ladies also looked as they usually did, except that Mrs.
Naylor had trace