"
"Oh, Maggie, Maggie, you won't tell Miss Heath! If you do, I am
certain to be expelled, and my mother-- my mother will die; she is not
over strong just now, and this will kill her. You cannot be so cruel
as to kill my mother, Maggie Oliphant, particularly when you yourself
got me into this."
"I did not get you into this," retorted Maggie. "I know I am not
blameless in the matter; but could I imagine for a moment that any
girl, any girl who belonged to this college, could debase herself to
steal and then throw the blame on another. Nancy Banister has told me,
Rose, how cruelly you spoke to Priscilla-- what agony your cruel words
cost her. I did wrong, I own, but no act of mine would have tempted
another girl to do what you have done. Now, stop crying; I have not
brought you here to discuss your wickedness with you. I shall tell the
whole circumstance to Miss Heath in the morning. It is my plain duty
to do so, and no words of yours can prevent me."
With a stifled cry Rosalind Merton again fell on her knees.
"Get up," said Maggie, "get up at once, or I shall bring Miss Heath
here now. Your crime, Rosalind, is known to Miss Day and to Miss
Marsh. Even without consulting Miss Heath, I think I can take it upon
me to say that you had better leave St.
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