apalled and Sch. went as white as a sheet. At 10 o'clock she begged
permission to leave the room because she felt bad. I'm sure her mother
will come to speak about it to-morrow.

June 24th. Sch.'s mother did not come after all. Verbenowitsch said:
Of course not! Sch. did not come either. Hella says she couldn't stand
anything like that, she would rather drown herself. I don't know, one
wants _other_ reasons for drowning oneself. Still, I should tell Father
so that he could speak about it at school. Franke said: Yes, that's
all very well, because _you_ didn't do it; but _if_ one had done it one
would not dare to say anything at home. Besides, Sch.'s father is an
invalid, he's quite paralysed, has been bedridden for two years and
can't speak.

June 27th. To-day Hella and I walked home with Frau Doktor M. Really she
always goes home alone but Hella suddenly left me and went up to
Frau Doktor in the street and said: Please excuse me Frau Doktor for
bothering you in the street, we _must_ speak to you. She got quite red.
Then Frau Doktor said: "What's the matter?" And Hella said: "Isn't it
possible to find out who took the vanity bag? If it wasn't Sch. the
way the other girls treat her will make her quite ill, and if it was we
can't stand having her among us any longer." Hella was really splendid
and Frau Doktor M. made us tell her everything that had happened,
including about Verbenowitsch and the copybooks; and we saw quite
clearly she had tears in her eyes and she said: "The poor child!
Children I promise I will do what I can for her." We both kissed her
hand and my heart beat furiously. And Hella said: "You are an angel." I
could never have managed to say a thing like that.

June 28th. To-day Sch. was there again, but Frau Doktor M. did not