As to conduct marks, there was nothing said about conduct, and no one put down those marks except the head mistress herself.  Florence sometimes trembled when she met her eyes.  She wondered if those calm grey eyes could read through down into her secret soul, could guess that she herself was unworthy, that she had committed a deed which ought really to exclude her from all chance of winning the Scholarship. Then, as the days went on, Florence's conscience became a little hardened, and she was less and less troubled by what she had done with regard to Kitty Sharston.