A commissionaire! Louie was astounded.
"And aren't you going to tell him?" she managed to get out.
"I must, the very next time I see him."
"You mean to-morrow?"
"I don't know. You see"—Kitty hesitated again—"he's left the School. Practically been dismissed. He's got some work at Bedford now."
"Dismissed on account of this?"
"I expect so."
"And now, of course, you've got to tell him that you believed this?"
Kitty dropped her head on the bed. She gave a little moan. "I don't know how I shall ever do it!" she groaned in the bedclothes.
Louie considered herself entitled to agree that it wouldn't be easy.