“Well! do shut the door. You needn’t tell it to the whole school, Sadie,” said the matron, sharply.
The door banged.
“This is no time for us to interview Mrs. Cupp,” said Nan, sensibly, and she and her chum withdrew.
Linda Riggs had confided a garbled account of the boating accident to her particular chum and roommate, Cora Courtney. Of course, Cora eagerly spread the tidings. There was a group of excited girls in the main study when Nan and Bess came through the front hall, ready to pounce on them.
“Hey, sawneys!” ordered Mabel Schiff, a big girl who would graduate from the Hall at the end of the school year. “Come in here and give an account of yourselves.”
“Let’s not, Nan,” whispered Bess, hanging back.
“Come on!” commanded the big girl.
“Why not?” Nan asked her chum. “They’ve all got to know about it.”
“She’s a friend of Linda’s,” Bess again whispered.
“Then we’ll find out what Linda has told,” Nan said, and boldly entered the room.