Then she changed her mind. She raised her hand to her head, brushing it across her forehead in a bewildered manner. Cecil drew the other girls on, and Molly and Kate were alone.
"Kate," said Molly, the instant this was the case, "I am so happy I can scarcely speak rationally. The load is lifted from my mind. I have found out everything. You would not believe me yesterday when I told you that I never betrayed our confidence."
"I don't remember about yesterday," said Kate.
She turned round and gazed full at Molly. Molly stepped back and stared at her in astonishment.
"You don't remember what you said to me?" she exclaimed.
"No; I can't remember anything. Oh, how my head aches! I feel sick and giddy."
"Lean on me, Kate. What is the matter with you? You look dreadfully ill. Has anything happened? Oh, I thought you'd be so happy when I told you!"
"Don't tell me anything just now, Molly. The fact is, I can't listen. Oh, my head, my head!"
"But just let me say this much. I'm dreadfully sorry you've a headache, but just listen to this much. Cecil has discovered everything. Matilda was at the bottom of the whole matter."
"Matilda!" repeated Kate. She looked quite dazed. "What about her?"