"Now, my dear child, will you come into the house with me? I ought to be in the schoolroom now.""You can please yourself about that," said Miss Patience, in her calmest voice. She left the room, closing the door behind her."How can I possibly guess?"
Miss O'Hara stooped carelessly to pick it up. "Poor little bud!" she said, laying it on her hand. "But there are such a lot of you—such a lot! Still, it seems a pity to crush your sweetness out.""Hurrah! Hurrah! Supper!" she cried. "Your committee must keep, Janet. Now for the satisfaction of rampant, raging curiosity. Dolly, will you race me to the house?""Yes, in one minute, Janet! I don't know what I'm to do, Marshall," continued Dorothy. "I should not venture to speak to Mrs. Freeman on the subject; she would be very, very angry."
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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.
"Oh, miss, it's that poor dear young lady."
"You don't suppose I mind her?" exclaimed Bridget. "Rudeness always shows ill-breeding, but it is still more ill-bred to notice it—at least, that's what papa says. She spoke rather as if she did not like me, which is quite incomprehensible, for everybody loves me at home."No, there was nothing to be alarmed about. Evelyn was too silly, with her nerves and her fads. Janet stood by the bend of the hill. Her thoughts were so busy that she scarcely troubled herself to listen for the approaching carriage.
It would have been impossible for a much colder heart than Dorothy Collingwood's to resist her.