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might be, only they could see she trembled,
and now and then there was audible a low
smothered sob. The time seemed an age
before the teacher spoke. At length, how-
ever, she began.

Their dear little Rovina had been sadly to
blame, she said, and she hoped she was sadly,
sadly sorry. Then she looked around inquir-
ingly,—how many in the school agreed with
her, she wished to know, and would be
willing to overlook the whole in Rovina with-
out more being said ?

The children looked surprised ; a few scat-
tering hands were raised, but generally the
proposal seemed coldly received.

‘¢ Well,’”? continued the teacher, smiling
slightly at the response, ‘‘ how many would
gladly forget what is passed if they could but
make their little playmate better and happier
by it 7”