Of course,
now that you do know, you will never do it again."
"But I don't know anything now. Please will you tell me who Annabel
Lee is?"
"Hush! don't speak so loud. Annabel Lee" Nancy's eyes filled with
tears-- "no girl in the college was so popular."
"Why do you say was? and why do you cry?"
"I did not know that I cried. Annabel Lee is dead."
"Oh!"
Priscilla walked into her room and Nancy went back to Maggie Oliphant.
CHAPTER IV
AN EAVESDROPPER
THE students at St. Benet's were accustomed to unlimited license in
the matter of sitting up at night. At a certain hour the electric
light were put out, but each girl was well supplied with candles and
could sit up and pursue her studies into the small hours, if she
willed.
It was late when Priscilla left Maggie Oliphant's room on this first
night, but, long as her journey had been, and tired as she undoubtedly
felt, the events of the evening had excited her, and she did not care
to go to bed. Her fire was now burning well, and her room was warm and
cozy. She drew the bolt of her door, and, unlocking her trunk, began
to unpack. She was a methodical girl and well trained. Miss Rachel
Peel had instilled order into Priscilla from her earliest days, and
she now quickly disposed of her small but neat wardrobe.
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