“I couldn’t stay without my money,” she wailed, “but I simply cannot go back and face the awful scoldings I shall get. Miss Dick won’t let me out of the school yard for the rest of the term, and I shouldn’t wonder if she’d tell the whole story right out in chapel. If I hadn’t been made to stay by myself so much and think, I shouldn’t have thought of so many wrong things to do. I discovered the secret passage one day when I was sent to my room to meditate. Who could resist trying to be a ghost, Miss Wales, with that secret passage all fixed up as if on purpose? I’ve felt awfully about Shirley----”