"Of course you'll tell her," said Betty gaily. "It would hurt her feelings dreadfully if she knew that you had told me and not her, when she's so particularly fond of you. Tell her why you can't take the money any longer, and I'm sure she'll understand how you feel." They had reached the campus gate, and Betty caught Dora's arm and pulled her in. "Come and tell her now. There's plenty of time before dinner, and you'll feel better to have it over. While you are there, I'll go and see Rachel about your getting tutoring to do. May I?"