But Mary was hysterical now.
"I saw a light in her room!" she cried, pointing an accusing finger at the white-faced and shaking Amy. "I peeped through the keyhole, and it was a candle burning on her table. She said she didn't have a candle. Bah!"
"Be still, Mary!" commanded Ruth again.
Amy Gregg was terror-stricken and shrank away from her accuser; but the latter was too excited to heed Ruth.
"I know all about it. So does Miss Scrimp. I told her. That Amy Gregg left the candle burning when she went to supper and it fell off her table into the waste basket.
"And that," concluded Mary Pease, "was how the fire started that burned down the West Dormitory, and I don't care who knows it, so there!"
CHAPTER XVII
ANOTHER OF CURLY'S TRICKS
Miss Scrimp, the matron of the old West Dormitory, had bound Mary Pease to secrecy. But, as Jennie put it, "the binding did not hold and Pease spilled the beans."