"But Mrs. Freeman said——""Yes, Janet, she's pretty and she's rich, and she's destitute of fear. She is quite certain to have her own party in the school. I repeat," continued Olive, "that there is no weakness in Bridget. I grant that she is about the most irritating creature I know, but weak she is not."
"Yes, my love, or she would not be returning."
"I don't agree with you," answered Olive. "Strength shows itself in many forms. Miss O'Hara is pretty.""I never knew before that I had an enemy," said Janet, in her guarded voice.Miss Collingwood was turning away, when her mistress stretched out her hand and drew her back.
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All this time Miss Percival, the head girl of the school, was absent. She had been ill, and had gone home for a short change. She did not return until Bridget had been at the Court a fortnight.
"Oh, how very funny—how—how unpleasant. Did you tell papa about that when he arranged to send me here?""I don't think I ever felt my temper more irritated," murmured the good lady under her breath. "Why did I undertake an Irish girl, and one who had never been from home before? Well, the deed is done now, and I must not show impatience, however I may feel it. Bridget, my dear! Bridget O'Hara! Do you hear me?"
"Did you want me, Mrs. Freeman?" she said, in her lazy, rich, somewhat impertinent voice.
Olive Moore belonged to the toadying faction in the school. Toadies, however, can be useful, and Janet was by no means above making use of Olive in case of need.
"Yes, certainly. Let me introduce you to someone in particular. Janet May, come here, my dear."