"Janet!""Oh, I'll come to that by and by; now about Miss O'Hara. Janet, I deny that she's weak."Miss Patience had a thin voice, and her words fell like tiny drops of ice on the girl's excited hearts. They followed their teachers with a certain sense of flatness, and with very little desire to attend to French verbs and German exercises.
Miss Patience asked for a blessing on the meal just partaken of in a clear, emphatic voice, and the group of girls began to file out of the room.
"Oh, never mind about bed—I'm not the least sleepy."
"Earn it—how? Do you mean pay extra for it? Oh, that can be easily managed—I'll write to papa at once. He has heaps of money, even though he is Irish, and he can deny me nothing. He's paying lots more for me than most of the girls' fathers pay for them. That's why I have a room to myself, and why I am to have riding lessons, and a whole heap of things. But I mean to share all my little comforts with you, you darling. Oh, if the cupboard is to be bought, I'll soon have one. Now let us sit in this cosy, deep seat in the window, and put our arms round one another and talk." The great clock in the stable struck nine."Hurrah! Hurrah! Supper!" she cried. "Your committee must keep, Janet. Now for the satisfaction of rampant, raging curiosity. Dolly, will you race me to the house?"
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"My conduct? What have I done?"Mrs. Freeman could see them as she sat in her sitting room.There was a sound, a commotion. Several steps were heard; eager voices were raised in expostulation and distress.
"But you look queer. Are you frightened about anything?""There, thank Heaven, I haven't killed her!" exclaimed Bridget.
"Oh, she's telling a story," whispered Olive under her breath. She settled herself contentedly to listen.
"Oh, well; it's all right for you to be here, I suppose," said Dorothy. "What were you saying, Bridget? I didn't catch that last sentence of yours."