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I am very sorry to have to say that Ida must not return to school. I had better leave the explanation to herself; she is truthful, and will tell you what has compelled me to take this step. I grieve to lose her, but have really no choice.

I am, yours truly,"

No tears rose; her voice was as firm as though she had been reading in class; but she was pale and cold as death.

Lotty rose in bed and stared wildly.

“What have you done, child?—what ever have you done? Is—is it anything—about me.”

“I hit Harriet Smales with a slate, and covered her all over with blood, and I thought I’d killed her.”

She could not meet her mother’s eyes; stood with head hung down, and her hands clasped behind her.

“What made you do it?” asked Lotty in amazement.