"I know you have been Helen's constant companion. Do you think you have been as good friends as you were when you came to Briarwood, Ruth?" asked Mrs. Tellingham, with sharpness.
"Helen! Oh, I hope so, Mrs. Tellingham!" cried Ruth, in great distress. "I am sure I love her just the same—and always shall."
"But she evidently finds her friends among the Upedes. Why did she not join this new society that you have started?"
"I—I did not mean to start it without her," stammered Ruth. "It was really only my suggestion. The other Infants took it up"
"But you named it?"
"I did suggest the name," admitted Ruth.
"And you did not join the Up and Doing Club with your chum."
"No, Mrs. Tellingham. Nor did I join the F. C.'s. I did not like the manner in which both societies went about making converts. I didn't like it the very first day we came."
"Miss Picolet, your French teacher, told me something about Mary Cox meeting the stage and getting hold of you two girls before you had reached Briarwood at all."
"Yes, ma'am."
"By the way," said the Preceptress, her brow clouding again and the stern look coming back into her face that had rested on it when Ruth
