"Do you know where Star Lestrange is?"
"No," said Christian, "I don't. What is it, Alice?"
"How bad you look, Christian! What is the matter?"
"What do you want Star for?" repeated Christian.
"I wanted to give her her purse. She sent me upstairs to fetch it. She wanted it in a great hurry for some reason or other. Oh, dear! I have to go into Tregellick at once with my music-mistress. What is to be done?"
"Give it to me," said Christian; "I'll see that she gets it."
"Thank you so much!" said Alice. "Give it to her as soon as you see her, please; she wanted it at once."
"Yes," replied Christian.
Alice dropped the purse into Christian's lap and ran out of the library. She was a merry, lively girl, and did not give another thought to the purse. Christian let it lie in her lap and also forgot it; all her thoughts were centered round the evening, and round what would happen then. What was to be done? How could she live through her life in the school when all was known?