midnight
`` My towel ? What are you doing with it ? '' demanded the girl , fixing an angry look upon the calm face of Harriet Burrell . `` It is the towel you bound about my head last night when you helped to kidnap me and take me to the pool where I took my midnight initiation , '' answered Harriet , looking the girl straight in the eyes . She had taken considerable chance in accusing Cora Kidder of complicity in the hazing of the previous night , but the sudden pallor on the face of the girl told Harriet that her shot had gone home . `` Let me thee that towel , '' demanded Tommy , rising and stepping over to Cora 's side of the tent . Miss Kidder quickly thrust the towel in her laundry bag and turned an angry face to Grace .