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Jane Allen: Right Guard

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care to start my sophomore year that way. When I have anything to say about Marian Seaton, I'll say it to her. I'm going to steer clear of her if I can. If I can't, then she and I will have to come to an understanding one of these days. I'd rather ignore her, unless I find that I can't." "You're a queer girl," was Judith's half-vexed opinion. "I think, if I were in your place, I'd begin at the beginning and tell Mrs. Weatherbee every single thing about last year. I'd tell her I was _positive_ Marian Seaton wrote that letter. She'd be angry enough to tax Marian with it, even though she made quite a lot of Marian and Maizie Gilbert last year. If Marian got scared and confessed--good night! She'd have to leave Madison Hall. We'd all be better off on account of it." "No, _ma chere_ Judy, you are in that quite wrong," disagreed Adrienne. "This Marian would never make the confession. Instead she would make the great fuss. She would, of a truth, say that Jane had made the plot to injure her. She is most clever in such matters." "I'm not afraid of anything she might say," frowned Jane. "I simply don't care to bother any more about it. I have my half of this room back and that's all that really matters. If Marian Seaton thinks----" The sudden opening of the door cut Jane's speech in two. Three surprised pairs of eyes rested on a sharp-chinned, black-eyed girl who had
Analytical Studies

ANALYTICAL STUDIES BY HONORE DE BALZAC DEDICATION Notice the words: _The man of distinction to whom this book is dedicated_. Need I say: "You are that man."--THE AUTHOR. The woman who may be induced by the title of this book to open it, can save herself the trouble; she has already read the work without knowing it. A man, however malicious he may possibly be, can never say about a woman as much good or as much evil as they themselves think. If, in spite of this notice, a woman will persist in reading the volume, she ought to be prevented by
unceremoniously marched into their midst. Face and bearing both indicated signs of active hostility. "Did I hear you mention Marian Seaton's name?" she sharply inquired of Jane. "You did." Jane gazed levelly at the angry newcomer. "Which of these two girls is Miss Allen?" This question was rudely addressed to Judith, whose good-natured face showed evident disgust of the interrogator. "I am Jane Allen. Why do you ask?" Jane spoke with curt directness. "I supposed that you were." The girl smiled scornfully. "I only wished to make sure before telling you my opinion of you. It did not surprise me to learn that it was _you_ who turned me out of my room. I had already been warned against you by my cousin, Marian Seaton. No doubt you've been saying spiteful things about her. I know just how shabbily you treated her last year. If she had been here to-day, you wouldn't have been allowed to take my room away from me. She has more influence