“But I never told her. I know the story, of course, and the explanation. The President told me herself.”
“But who did tell, then?”
“That I can’t say.”
It was now Molly’s turn to beam on the Professor.
“I am glad you didn’t tell her,” she exclaimed in tones of great relief. “You see, you didn’t inform on Judith Blount that time, and I was hurt. I couldn’t help from being. I was really awfully sore.”
“My dear child,” said the Professor hurriedly, “promise hereafter to regard me as a faithful friend. Never doubt my sincerity again.”
“I promise,” answered Molly, feeling intensely proud without knowing why.
Then the talk drifted to Mr. Blount.
“And you haven’t mentioned meeting him?” he asked. “Not even to Miss Kean?”
Molly shook her head.