Sarah looked puzzled.
“Did you come because you wanted to, or because you didn’t want to?”
“Why shouldn’t I want to?” Sarah looked really hurt.
Blue Bonnet slipped an arm about her. “Sarah, you dear, I might’ve known you wouldn’t go back on me.”
“I don’t think the others have—truly; you see, from their side of it, it does almost seem as if you hadn’t played—quite fair. But I’m sure you must’ve had some reason, and if you would tell me what it was, I could—explain.”
For a moment Blue Bonnet hesitated; so far as she knew, only Grandmother and Aunt Lucinda—excepting, of course, Mr. Hunt—knew why she had not gone with her class. Then she drew herself up; if they couldn’t take her on trust—as Alec and Sarah had—
“Is that what you wanted me for?” she asked.
“Partly; but I thought you might like to hear about the rest. Miss Fellows just told me they are suspended for a week—”
“It seems to me that that is what you might call putting a premium on crime,” Blue Bonnet commented; a whole week’s vacation—which is what it would really amount to.
“Blue Bonnet!”