If you hadn't had a witness who saw you write the theme, you would now be under a cloud.

What I can't forget is the fact that she went so far as to try to make Miss Duncan believe that you really copied it.

Miss Duncan said she insisted that the theme had disappeared from her room.
Think how foolish she must have felt when Miss Duncan confronted her with the truth yesterday afternoon and made her confess!" "Oh, Mabel!" Grace's distressed tone caused the pretty senior to rise and stand in front of Grace's chair.
"What's the matter, Gracie," she said, taking Grace's hands in hers.
Grace raised her gray eyes to meet the inquiring brown ones bent on her.
"I'm so sorry," she said sadly, "but the girl who took my theme does live in Wayne Hall." "How do you know ?" asked Mabel quickly.
"From what you said," returned Grace.

"If she accused me of taking her theme from her room, isn't it highly probable that her room is in Wayne Hall?
I wouldn't be likely to go into one of the campus houses to steal a theme, would I?
I must have dropped it in the hall or on the stairs that night, and she must have come into the house directly after I did and picked it up.

I don't like to believe that one of our girls did it," Grace concluded sorrowfully, "but I am afraid it's true." "Some day you'll stumble upon the guilty girl when you least expect to find her," prophesied Mabel.