"Then I must run over before breakfast," said Winnie, "for it is very important."
She set a little alarm-clock for an hour earlier than our usual waking-time; but she was unable to sleep, and her restlessness kept me awake also. She tossed from side to side, and moaned to herself, and at last I heard her say, "Oh! what wouldn't I give if some one would only show me the best way out of it."
"Winnie," I said, softly, "I am not asleep. What is the matter? Are you in trouble?"
"Yes, Tib."
"Do you need money?"
"No."
"Are you in love?"
"The idea! A thousand times no."
"Are you going to be expelled?"
"Not unless I tell on myself; perhaps not even then. But oh, Tib, I told you I was in for a scrape. I thought I could stick it through, but it's worse than I thought. I can't keep the secret; I've got to tell."