"Yes, my love, or she would not be returning."Janet sprang from her seat with apparent alacrity.Mrs. Freeman sighed as she said these words."What do you mean, Olive?" Olive turned and looked at Janet.
"You shall see the girls one at a time in your room, darling, for whether you feel well or not, the doctor wishes you to remain quiet to-day."
Mrs. Freeman sighed as she said these words.
"It is more than a pity, Bridget," said her governess in a severe tone. "I am sorry to have to open your eyes, my dear child; but in picking any of my roses you have taken an unwarrantable liberty.""As to disliking Miss O'Hara, it's more a case of despising; she's beneath my dislike.""I have some more things to say. I must get you, Bridget, before you leave this room, to make a promise."[Pg 41]
"I feel quite well," replied Evelyn, "quite well, and disinclined to stay in bed. I want to get up and see all my friends. You don't know how I have been looking forward to this."
"How can I possibly guess?""Nonsense, Evelyn. They disobeyed my most stringent orders. Are they not to be blamed for that?"
Janet ran out of the room. Her heart was beating hard and fast. Should she tell Mrs. Freeman what Olive had just confided to her, that Bridget and a number of the smaller children of the school had rushed down the road to meet Evelyn, carrying boughs in their hands, and doubtless shouting loudly in their glee?
Caspar was a sensitive horse; even Janet, who had[Pg 48] no physical fear about her, disliked the way he started, and shied sometimes at his own shadow. It was scarcely likely that he would bear the shock which all those excited children would give him.
Olive looked at her steadily.
"I shall look to you to help me with this wild Irish girl," she said with a smile. "Now, go to your lessons, my dear."
The governess took it without a word, and opening it applied it to Evelyn's nostrils.