"Sit there, Miss O'Hara, please," said Mrs. Freeman. She tried to suppress a smile, which was difficult. "Girls," she said, addressing the fifth and sixth forms, "girls, this young lady is your new schoolfellow—her name is Bridget O'Hara. I meant to introduce her to you formally to-morrow, but she has taken the matter into her own hands. I am glad you are not tired, Miss O'Hara, for you have had a very long journey."
There was little use, therefore, in rushing out of her prison to join her companions in their playground or on the shore.
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"Oh, I am sorry!""Love me," she pleaded; "do love me, for I love you."
"O Janey," exclaimed two of the other girls in a breath, "a committee does sound so absurdly formal.""What?" said Katie, her eyes growing big with fascination and alarm.
Bridget felt a wild desire to rush after Miss Patience, and defying all punishment and all commands, appear as usual in the dining room.
"Faix, then, it does, honey. I'm all agog to see this lovely queen. Why has she been absent so long? Doesn't Mrs. Freeman require any lessons of the sweet creature? Oh, then, it's I that would like to be in her shoes, if that's the case."