Kitty herself knew nothing of these whispers.  She was very busy planning and reconstructing all her previous ideas with regard to education.  Her first object was to come out one of the happy three who were to compete for the Scholarship in the coming October.  If she succeeded in this she felt sure that all would be well.  She began now eagerly to examine her companion's faces.  Sometimes they turned away from her bright, almost too bright, eyes, but then again they would look at her with a certain compassion.