"I wish you'd say what you think about Bridget. Isn't she past enduring, getting all the little ones to disobey like this? Why, she might be expelled! Yes, Janet; yes, I'm going. You needn't look at me as if you'd like to eat me!"
"Yes, darling, I did. Shall we go into the common room now? I'm dying to see it."
Dorothy could not restrain her laughter.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.
"Hark! Stop talking!" said Mrs. Freeman.
"Bridget, you are incorrigible. If kindness won't make you see that you are bound in honor to obey me, I must try punishment. Wretched child, I don't wish to be hard to you, but do what I say, you must!""Am I ever hard to my pupils, my love?"The child's words were almost incoherent. Alice, who was not quite so excitable, began to pour out a queer story.
Dorothy suppressed a faint sigh, took her companion's plump hand, and continued the tour of investigation.
"Janet, I wish you would not speak in that bitter way."
Dorothy detached herself from Bridget's clinging arm, and ran quickly up the sloping lawn.