Mrs. Freeman went over and drew back the curtains."I certainly want you, Bridget. I am not in the habit of sending for my pupils if I don't wish to speak to them."
The smaller girls chatted volubly about the matter, and little Violet Temple, aged ten, and of course one of the small girls, so far forgot herself as to run up to[Pg 3] Dorothy Collingwood, clasp her hand affectionately round the tall girl's arm, and whisper in her impetuous, eager way:
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Mrs. Freeman and Miss Patience had driven away in a very smart carriage with a pair of horses to meet her.
"I can't eat, Marshall," she said. "I'm treated shamefully, and the very nicest dinner wouldn't tempt me. You can take it away, for I can't possibly touch a morsel. Oh, dear! oh, dear! how I do wish I were at home again! What a horrid, horrid sort of place school is!"The door was closed then, and Bridget O'Hara found herself alone.
Dorothy detached herself from Bridget's clinging arm, and ran quickly up the sloping lawn.