Her arm slid across the sobbing freshman's shoulders in silent sympathy.

"Can't you tell me what troubles you ?" she asked softly.
Mildred shook off the comforting arm with a muttered: "Let me alone.

I can't tell you, of all persons.

Go away." "Why can't you tell me ?" persisted Grace gently.
"Because I can't.

Won't you please go.