Her perturbed state of mind over the stolen theme had served to make her wakeful, and her thoughts flitted from one subject to another, as she lay waiting for the sleep that refused to come, always returning, however, to that of the unlucky theme.
When, at last, it came, it brought disturbing dreams, in which she figured as the transgressor.

The theme did not belong to her, but to J.
Elfreda Briggs.

She had stolen it from the pocket of Elfreda's brown serge coat, and Miss Duncan had seen her take it.

During the morning exercises in the chapel, Miss Duncan had mounted the steps of the platform, and, standing beside Dr.Morton, had shouted forth her guilt to the whole college, while she had endeavored to creep out of the chapel unnoticed..