“She would have had plenty of time,” argued Judy. “It would hardly have taken five minutes provided she had planned it all out beforehand. Besides, it’s easy for you to talk, Molly. You didn’t bite your tongue, or sprain your wrist, or get a ducking; or undress in the dark and get into a bedful of tacks. You escaped.”
“Disgusting!” came Nance’s muffled voice from the covers.
“It is horrid,” admitted Molly. “Whoever did it——”
“Minerva!” broke in Judy.
“—must have a very mistaken idea of college and the sorts of amusement that are customary.”
So the argument ended for the night.
CHAPTER V.
VARIOUS HAPPENINGS.
Guilty or innocent, Minerva Higgins displayed an inscrutable face next day, and the juniors, lacking all necessary evidence, were obliged to admit themselves outwitted; but they let it be known that jokes of that class were distinctly foreign to Wellington notions, and woe be to the author of them if her identity was ever disclosed.