again. I will wait and see you so disposed. Alons!"
But before Ruth could get out of the room, and while Helen was hastily preparing for bed, Miss Picolet noticed something "bunchy" under Ruth's spread. She walked to the bedside and snatched back the coverlet. The still untasted viands were revealed.
"Ah-ha!" exclaimed the French teacher "At once! into the basket with these, if you will be so kind, Miss Fielding."
Had Heavy seen those heaps of goodies thus disposed of she must have groaned in actual misery of spirit! But Helen, being quick in her preparations for bed, hopped into her own couch before Miss Picolet turned around to view that corner of the room, and with Helen under the bedclothes the hidden dainties (though she did mash some of them) were not revealed to the eye of the teacher, who stood grimly by the door as Ruth marched gravely forth with the basket of broken food.
For a minute or two Helen was as silent as Miss Picolet; then she ventured in a very small voice:
"Miss Picolet—if you please?"
"Well, Mademoiselle?" snapped the little lady.
"May I tell you that my chum Ruth had noth-
