You will hear
plenty of him and his wonderful, great pictures by and by, if you love
art as I do."
"Thank you," said Prissie simply. Some tears stole down her cheeks.
She did not know she was crying; she did not attempt to wipe them
away.
CHAPTER XXI
"I DETEST IT"
SHORTLY after the girls got home that evening they received letters in
their rooms to inform them that Miss Heath and Miss Eccleston had come
to the resolution not to report the affair of the auction to the
college authorities. They would trust to the honor of the students at
St. Benet's not to allow such a proceeding to occur again and would
say nothing further on the matter. Prissie's eyes again filled with
tears as she read the carefully worded note. Holding it open in her
hand she rushed to Maggie's room and knocked. To her surprise, instead
of the usual cheerful "Come in," with which Miss Oliphant always
assured her young friend of a welcome, Maggie said from the other side
of the locked door:
"I am very busy just now-- I cannot see any one."
Priscilla felt a curious sense of being chilled; her whole afternoon
had been one of elation, and Maggie's words came as a kind of cold
douche. She went back to her room, tried not to mind and occupied
herself looking over her beloved Greek until the dinner-gong sounded.
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