What did it, what could it, all mean?
Had her room-mate only been intending to play a practical joke on Stephanie?
If so, why had she not at once admitted the fact?
Nobody would have thought much the worse of her for it, as such jokes had been rather the rage of late among the juniors.

It seemed so unlike Rona to conceal it; lack of candour had not been her fault hitherto.

She was generally proud of the silly tricks she was fond of playing, and anxious to boast about them.

She could not have been deterred by dread of the Principals' displeasure.

Only yesterday she had marched into the study, to report herself for talking, with a sangfroid that was the admiration of her form; and had come out again smiling, with the comment that both the Rainbow and Teddie were "as decent as anything if one owned up straight".