They're evidently doing something they oughtn't to, the young wretches! But they're keeping it very dark." "We shall have to watch them." "We must indeed," sighed Ulyth.

"Lizzie, I loathe eavesdropping and anything that savours of underhand work, but what are we to do?
Something is going wrong among the juniors, and for the sake of the school we've got to put it right if we possibly can.

It's no use asking them their sweet secret, for they wouldn't tell us; and I'm afraid setting the monitresses on the track would only make things worse.

If we can find out what they're doing, then we shall know our ground.

I'm a Torch-bearer and you're a Fire-maker, and we must appeal to them to keep their Camp-fire vows.