[Pg 45]"Please wait one moment, Mrs. Freeman."Dorothy, Bridget, and a number of the girls of the lower school were walking up and down a broad road which led to the shore. They were talking and laughing. The smaller girls were dancing and running about in their eagerness. Some very funny proposal had undoubtedly been made, and much explosive mirth was the result.
"You deny that she's weak," repeated Janet. "I wonder what your idea of strength is, Olive."
"Oh, she's telling a story," whispered Olive under her breath. She settled herself contentedly to listen.
A slight additional color came into Miss Percival's cheeks.She was not a specially clever girl, nevertheless she was now, in virtue of her seniority, and a certain painstaking determination, which made her capable of mastering her studies, at the head of the school.The door was opened, and a neatly dressed servant of the name of Marshall entered, bearing a dinner tray.
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The next morning, after breakfast, Mrs. Freeman went upstairs to sit with her favorite Evelyn.Something, however, she could not tell what, restrained her from doing this. She sank back again in her chair; angry tears rose to her bright eyes, and burning spots appeared in her round cheeks."Well, Marshall, I'll see what I can do. I must join Miss May now, for we have something important to decide, but I won't forget your words."[Pg 23]
Small girls are easily influenced, and Bridget and her tribe rushed down the avenue, shouting and whooping as they went."I suppose I may go," she said, "if that's all you have got to say?"
"Janet," said Mrs. Freeman, "come here for a [Pg 47]moment. I want you to use your young eyes. Do you see any carriage coming down the hill?"