"I came," said Kitty Sharston, "because I thought you ought to know that Mary and I"--she paused to swallow something in her throat.  Kitty had suffered that night and had hidden her suffering; she did not want Florence to think that she had gone through any great time of sorrow. She looked at Florence attentively.  "Mary Bateman and I agreed that I could come and tell you, Flo, how pleased--yes, how pleased we are that you have got the Scholarship, for you won it so nobly, Florence--no one could grudge it to you for a minute."