"There, thank Heaven, I haven't killed her!" exclaimed Bridget.
As she was approaching the house she was met by Miss Delicia, who stopped to speak kindly to her.
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"Patience," said Mrs. Freeman, from her end of the supper table, "I think we have all finished. Will you say grace?"
By and by doubtless the poor bird would be taught to develop his notes into something richer and rarer than nature had made them, but the process would be painful. Bridget was like the bird, and she was beating her poor little wings now against her cage.
"Come now, Janet," she said, "confession is good for the soul—own—now do own that you cordially hate the new girl, Bridget O'Hara."
The child's words were almost incoherent. Alice, who was not quite so excitable, began to pour out a queer story.
"Janet May. This is the schoolroom where the[Pg 16] sixth form girls do their lessons. We have a desk each, of course. That room inside there is for the fifth form. I wonder which you will belong to? How old are you?"