"Where's Amy?" Grace demanded, anxiously, as he came in sight.
"Gone home."
"Home? Why didn't you go with her?" asked Mollie, quickly.
"She wouldn't let me. Say, she acted mighty funny. She was skating along, looking down, and she came within a few feet of going into an air hole. I had to almost knock her to one side. She seemed dazed. Did anything happen?"
"Yes, there did," said Grace, promptly. "And the less said about it the better. It was that horrid Alice Jallow making slurring remarks about Amy. We won't take any notice of her after this. Oh, how mean she is!" Briefly, she told Will what had happened.
"That accounts for it," he said. "Poor Amy! No wonder she didn't look where she was going. She might have been drowned."
"Don't say that!" cried Betty, sharply.
"Why not, when it's the truth?"
Betty gave the woman's reason.
"Because."