"No one followed me," asserted Grace. "I was careful to look behind and see."
"Nor me."
"Nor me," exclaimed several of her classmates.
"No," said Nora. "Somebody must have overheard and given the secret away."
"Not Mi——" but Grace stopped before she had finished the name.
The girls looked at each other.
Could Miriam Nesbit have been so false to her class?
No one replied, but each made a secret resolution to ferret out Miriam's suspected treachery if it were the last act of her life.
"Let's start home, now," said Grace. "It's too late to go nutting anyhow, and these foolish sophomores have spoiled the afternoon, for me at least. If we don't cook up something to pay them back, the name of freshman will be disgraced forever more."
However, the afternoon adventures were not at an end.