"Thank you.

Good-bye!" But Fred's heart had melted; gazing after her, he saw that her proud young head had lowered now, and that her shoulders were moving convulsively; he ran after her and caught her as she began slowly to ascend the dormitory steps.
"See here," he cried.

"Don't--" She lifted a wet face.

"No, no! He went in bitterness because I told him to, in my own bitterness! I've killed him! Long ago, when he wasn't much more than a child, I heard he'd said that some day he'd 'show' me, and now he's done it!" Fred whistled low and long when she had disappeared.

"Girls!" he murmured to himself.